If I ever marry, it’ll be at 4AM. I want to be half asleep when I say ‘I do.’ At the same time, I like the idea of dating some girl seriously for years without ever asking her the big question. Eventually her parents will ask why I’m taking so long, given that we’ve been madly in love all this time. And later, she may ask me this herself, and I’ll reply “delaying the wedding date gives you pain, and I get off on seeing this pain in your eyes.” Oh, how cruel I am. This is fantasy of course. I could never mean that much to anyone.