Possibly the dumbest thing I've ever done.
In the process of all this discussion, however, an issue has been raised. Specifically, some interest has been expressed as to the names that would appear on my own list. This issue was first raised in a comment from my Sainted Girlfriend, who was amazed at the TDEC's ability to learn about Slag's preferred celebrity women. My Sainted Girlfriend then mourned that she was entirely ignorant of my preferences, due to my habitual reticence. When Slag responded to the TDEC with his list, my Sainted Girlfriend attempted to trick me into spilling the beans but was, indeed, thwarted.
Sadly, however, this has not ended the matter. My Sainted Girlfriend continues to probe me on the subject and, it seems, some of those poor souls who read this blog are also curious. So, I'm faced with a dilemma as to what to do.
To be honest, some of my reluctance to tackle this matter stems from what my Sainted Girlfriend has identified as my natural reticence. Despite my somewhat flamboyant nature when blogging, I do tend to be remarkably closed-mouthed about a variety of issues. This happens to be one of them since I've never thought people would be interested in my own creepy lusts. At the same time, there is a deeper reason for my reticence here: the impact such a disclosure might have on my home life.
Don't get me wrong, I don't think that my Sainted Girlfriend would get angry at me or anything. In truth, I think she's about as annoyed at my continuing success in keeping the information to myself as she can get. Moreover, despite her many virtues, she has a tendency to get... um... cranky first thing in the morning, so I'm rather accustomed to dealing with a certain amount of annoyance from my Sainted Girlfriend. Nor do I think that such a set of revelations would actually upset my Sainted Girlfriend. She has no particular worries (that I am aware of) about my fidelity, and so I don't think she would be threatened by my silly crushes.
No, my concern is this: my lovely, charming, Sainted Girlfriend has a bad habit of being very critical of herself. This tendency extends to her appearance, treatment of other people, treatment of animals, treatment of inanimate objects, work performance, phonecalls with her family, the loudness of her chewing, and so on. This habit leads my Sainted Girlfriend to be one of the most generous and giving people that I have ever met, but it also plagues her with a considerable amount of uncertainty and, from time to time, doubts about her own self-worth. I spend a small, but noticeable, amount of time trying to convince my Sainted Girlfriend that she does have a great deal of worth, and generally I think she does feel good about herself. If I should disclose the identities of my celebrity crushes, I worry that it might provide something new for her to obsess over. This something would, of course, be far worse than most since it would have its roots in my own stated opinions. I can foresee quite a bit of over-analysis that will do nothing beneficial for her, and will annoy the ever living shit out of me.
I am left with a dilemma: the devil I know (i.e. my Sainted Girlfriend's growing annoyance) or the devil I do not know (i.e. her potential frustration and anxiety). So, in the grand tradition of the internet, I'm going to do something very, very dumb. I'm going to let y'all decide.
There's a new poll in the sidebar (For those who are curious, my new professional name will be Dr. Drek Deathstrike. Thanks for helping!) where you can register your opinion. Vote early, vote often, and we'll see what happens. Your choice is simple:
(1) Spare my Sainted Girlfriend and I a whole lot of grief.
(2) Subject us both to a lot of unpleasantness to satisfy your own selfish need for entertainment.
Yeah, like I don't know already what you're going to pick. You egotistical fuckers.
Quasi-Confidential to Brayden and the FHR: I know what y'all are going to do, but would you at least restrict yourselves to one vote each?