Utterly. Disappointed.

Warning: Some images may be permanently scarring and give the viewer horrendous nightmares. Continue reading at your own risk.

Please enter the pit of despair. It's not a happy place there. How do I know this? I've been there. Let me tell you how I came to be here.  Please pull up a chair and ignore the constant sobbing in the background.




I was happily Internet browsing and looking for the location of one of my favorite actor's home. Stalkerish and girlish, immature and pointless I know, but heck, I'm going to be in the same city so I might as well look him up.

I was looking around, all happy, la, de, dah and then I saw it.

The picture.

The high school photo.

Shrieking and looking away quickly, I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Almost tenatively, my eyes darted back to double check.

Yep.

Zachary Quinto.

The teenager.

I was about to post the photo here. (See here. Right here. Were you're reading) but as I opened the picture, I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

How could one so attractive now be so.... *looking for nice word* 
not attractive then?

So instead of those scary images we will now look at some nicer photos. Feel free to 'oh' and 'ah' as we scroll down.

                                                                         Ooooh!!

Ahhhh!

EWWW!!!! AAUUUUGH!!!

I'm sorry viewers. I just had to do it. It was for your own good and for the sake of my conscience. I can now sleep better knowing someone else shares my pain.  Now to console your wounded eyeballs. A better photo:

Oh, yeah!! Kirk and Spock, modern times. It's pretty rockin.