Clayton. Calm down bro.

You're asking a potential time traveler newbie questions. How the hell would he know who you're going to marry. And by the looks of it no one is going to want to marry someone so obsessive. So I'll speak for Titor: you don't get married. You stay whacking it forever.

Your nerdy games will come out. They will suck. You will miss the boat as FPS are the training grounds for the future Avatar like world that we will participate in.

The world will begin and you won't know what the fuck to do and you will sit there and ask 20 questions to every person you talk to thinking you're in some Asian RPG. When shit hits the fan you still won't know what to do (even though I just told you the future) and you'll be crying in your corner begging for the real John Titor to come down and save you.

Some guy named John will come into your life. But he will be the cause of your downfall. Not your savior as you so desire. Don't listen to a word he says. And yes this will happen in your physical reality very soon.

Anything else you wanna know Clayton?