Temporary Infidelity

As a member of the elite duo of connoisseurs of the male form that reside in my glorious abode, it is my duty to observe, critique, and when necessary, worship certain male forms, most often of the movie-actor persuasion. As such, forming a lasting, one-sided relationship with any particular specimen may prove difficult. I have lately celebrated my success with one-such relationship with Sean Bean. However, I feel compelled to admit the substitution in the object of my desire from Sean Bean to Oded Fehr. I do not know when Mr. Fehr supplanted Sean Bean, but I do believe it is only a temporary coup. I think it all started this past weekend when I was seeking out exemplary specimens of the male form to adorn my screen-saving slideshow. Oded Fehr was a past flame of mine, ever since I saw his gloriously bronzed and toned body, not to mention his chiseled features and long, ebony locks in the film The Mummy, and then again in The Mummy Returns. I tried to ignore my love of gazing his fine, masculine form. I immersed myself in pursuits of other fine males, which succeeded for a time thanks to Martin Henderson, Joaquin Phoenix, Goran Visnjic, Johnny Depp, Russell Crowe, and Karl Urban. But the moment that I typed "Oded Fehr" into the query box on google images, I knew I'd never be able to deny the depth of my partiality for Mr. Fehr. So I gave in and gave myself up to the mercy of the google gods as I viewed portrait after production still after candid photo. Perhaps this relationship will burn out quickly. Perhaps it may have potential. Perhaps I'll quit writing bollocks and write something of use next time I post. Who knows?