Wednesday, August 13, 2008

In my dreams, literally

Oh Michael Phelps, the things I would do to you...

To be honest, I've never really considered the guy all that attractive. Yeah he's sort of cute in a nerdy-swimmer-with-big-ears kind of way, but nothing too lustworthy. I'd actually typically prefer the classic looks of Aaron Peirsol or Ian Thorpe. That was, until last night.

Seeing Phelps become the quote-unquote Winningest Olympian ever opened my eyes to his ridiculous abs, which, by the way, appear to be about as close to perfection as humanly possible. The thing that really got me going, however, was how much he reminded me of the pictures of Craig during high school. The big ears... the lean body... the muscles... the goofy smile... the cockiness.

I'd never EVER do anything to hurt Craig, and I certainly won't get a chance at Michael Phelps, but just so we're clear: It's not cheating if he reminds me of my boyfriend, right?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

so is it cheating if he doesnt remind you of your boyfriend, you just lust after him? or should i say them..... ;)

lanepajane said...

No! At least I hope it isn't. Brad has a picture of that one girl on his wall, so I'd say you are pretty safe.