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Anyone who knows me knows that I have four obsessions. Here they are in increasing order:

• Kathy Sabine — Weather lady on KUSA Denver
• Catherine Zeta-Jones — Welsh actress and T-Mobile spokesperson
• Norah Jones — Classy, Texan blues singer and pianist
• Maria Sharapova — Hot, beautiful, Russian tennis player¹

Just yesterday, I found a full-page advertisement in Peter's copy of USA Today featuring none other then the sexiest item on the list above: Maria Sharapova.² I took advantage of the opportunity to turn the newspaper page into a poster in my dorm room. It's convienently located about a metre to the left of my computer where I can and do gaze at the poster for what seems to be hours on end. However, as I am looking at the picture of this sexy, Russian athlete, I'm overcome with a sort of depression. I see a perfect, beautifully constructed by the Good Lord Himself configuration of His creation. The problem? That poster on the wall will probably be the closest that I will ever come to actually being with Maria Sharapova. It happens to be the same issue with others on the list. I read on the EagleNET forums about others who really want the same for Norah Jones, and I know that we are all just wishful thinkers sitting, wishing and waiting. Again, I'm sadened about our failures to get what we want. However, I have to deal with it. The poster is staying up, but I have to set myself up for disappointment.

Some of you are probably thinking that women tennis players are freaky anyway. Just shut up. I happen to find the screaming to be sexy.

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1. http://www.usa.canon.com/app/html/Maria_Sharapova/main.html
2. http://www.usa.canon.com/app/images/d_camera/Maria_Sharapova_Ad.pdf