What is it about me? Do I exude some sort of hormone that says to the world, "I'm a sucker. Pick on me. Give me unfair, lofty goals and longing for the utterly impossible." I'm just saying. What I'm talking about of course, is rather impossible crushes that I seem to develope on the few women that I really have to chance with, most of whom are celebrities. I mean, first I get a crush on Kristin Kreuk, then later on the Bubbly Tamara Feldmen from the OB commercial (how wrong is that?), and now I seem to be mind-drooling over one miss Alyson Hannigan. It's not like I get crazy for the girls that I like or anything. I don't go out and get their names or faces tatooed on my body; I don't get super obsessive over everything they say, do, or who they're seen with, but their still a bit of being touched in the head (get your mind out of the gutter, there's not enough room down here for the both of us). I do put up a few pics on my computer, and I do tend to have a problem getting them out of my head, but it's not like I'm a psycho or anything. But why is it that I find myself so obsessed with such girls. I realize that they're beautiful and that part of it is the character that they play, I also know that that is not nearly all of it. There are beautiful people in every piece of media, so that's not just it. The majority of it is my own personal taste, but that still doesn't explain why I seem to become enamored with these women who I have absolutely no chance in hell of ever even meeting, not to mention some have boyfriends. In high school, there was a girl that I fixated on(in a perfectly healthy and normal manner I assure you), but as soon as she got a bf, I managed to tear my attention away from her. As hard as it was, I managed to turn my attentions elsewhere, so why can't I make myself do this with these other females? I really like Alyson Hannigan and there's always the chance that had I ever met in her in a different situation, we could have hit it off, but it hasn't and it won't and I'll probably move on to another after a while. But I don't want to. Not the moving on part, the becoming fixated on people that I couldn't have a chance with. A girl who I'm too shy to talk to in some class, that has a chance, if even a slight one, but not beautiful television personalities. Le sigh.