i have various forms of mild OCD.
i can't sit down and relax or work unless i've tidied the room first. i must have to, absolutely cannot concentrate unless i have at least cleared the floor and made the bed.
i have a burning need to be left alone and if i don't get a couple of hours solitude in any given day or at least an entire evening completely free of other people once a week then i will probably explode. that's how it feels anyway. basically i constantly crave peace and solitude.
i have, absolutely HAVE to overtake everything i possibly can on my bike. if i see someone ahead of me on the bridge i have to pass them before they get to the top etc.
i have a thing about not reading the end of news articles. i often find myself just skipping the last paragraph. it might be that i just get bored but i suspect that what i might be doing is to do is take in all the relevant information then skipping the tedious summing up or "my $0.02" at the end. not sure about this. maybe it's just that i hate pretty much all news coverage and when i rarely subject myself to it it's all i can to to stay focussed for the duration of an article.
i have to change all the strings on my guitar when i break just one. if i don't observe this somewhat expensive and slightly anal safetly measure the great god of guitar strings will mightily smite me with a plague of mid-song breakages and ensure that the one string i need is the one that i took from the previously full packet leaving me with no spares and a room full of people eager for the band to "get the fuck on with it". it happens. i'm similar with valves in amplifiers. i've lately taken to carrying spare-spares of pretty much all consumables such as valves, fuses and strings. although i suspect that this might just make me either well prepared or a muso geek rather than having OCD.
i think i might have some kind of clothes-changing related OCD whereby i have to change clothes at least three times a day. i'm trying to get over this though. but again i think more than obsession that one's just habit from cycling to work and stuff. i can't cycle in smart clobber, i can't work in rolled up jeans and a sweaty t shirt, and i can't relax when i get home in sweaty oily bike stuff or work stuff... i might change again if i'm going out for whatever reason. that's a lot of clothes in a day. i spend half my life doing laundry. i guess the habit just kind of got ingrained and i often find myself changing t shirt or shoes two or three times a day for no reason other than "the change"..
the most obvious form of OCD though is constantly spending vast abounts of cash on cigarrettes that come in packets labelled "THIS PRODUCT WILL CAUSE YOU TO HAVE A SLOW PAINFUL AND EARLY DEATH" obsessivley lighting up anyway and inhaling the smoke (the smell of which on clothes and in the house i HATE). madness. *goes out for a fag*
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Back off Warchild, seriously.
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