I can only speak from my own experience. The amount of adoration I have for myself has increased exponentially with every added molecule of muscle on my body since I've become enlightened to the ways of muscle. I know that Christ could not have lasted as long as he did on the cross if he wasn't a muscular beast. That's beside the point, I know, but, so few people understand that, that I thought it was worth mentioning. If you'd care to expound on it yourself, please, feel free. It is very very very difficult to tear myself away from the mirror, and mind you, it's not even a full length mirror. Imagine my dilemna if I was able to include my oak tree legs in my photos. As all this relates to your question, I have gone "sub-monogamous" in that I've committed to having sex only with myself. My partner stands by me in my decision, proudly, as he has recently converted to g0yism, in appreciation of his own specialness. Lately, our only activity together has been to watch "The Point", which includes a fantastic soundtrack by the one and only Harry Nilsson, who was a friend of The Beatles. Oh, God, I'm rambling again. Back to me. OK, it's your turn.