Has anyone seen my lobster?

Just back from another date. I am so weary. So. Weary. Perhaps its just a bad run but I feel like giving up on this whole "theres someone out there for me" thing. What if theres not? I'm reminded of a book I read by patricia scanlon a few years ago. One of the characters is married and not a very nice person, the other unmarried and would kill to be in the married position. She describes the unmarried woman as having gone out faithfully every saturday for the last 20 years in the hopes her Mr Right would appear. Dosen't that sound so tiring? Yet I feel I am slowly becoming that person. The wedding I went to recently had three single men and the bride took great pains to describe how they were all lovely and maybe I would meet someone at her wedding and wouldn't that be fabulous! Her heart was in the right place but no. Perhaps I am being too picky but none of them floated my boat. Maybe I am being too picky. Maybe I am destined to be single and should start trying to get used to it. I know one thing for sure, I am completely burnt out by the whole dating thing, the effort of having to be happy!, be funny!, be witty!, be interesting! each and every time. I am lonely this is true, every time I see my married friends I am reminded of the loneliness, the question is am I lonely enough to keep searching for the "someone out there for me"?