For some reason, this depresses me to no end.
Perhaps, being only a little more than a year younger than Ms. Tyler, I am starting to feel as if I should be further along in my life than I am.
Step One: Go out on an actual date with a girl.
Step Two: Trick her into marrying me.
Step Three: Get her pregnant.
Step Four: Make certain that she and the baby survive long enough so she can give birth to it.
Okay, so first I need to do step one....
That is all.