otokage007
Well-Known Member
Oh I do that too. But it's because I have so much stuff, that if I don't alphabetise it, it will be impossible to find.
Hahahah u guys are crazy! I don't even pay atention to the numbers, just to the bar.
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Obsessive-Compulsive Thoughts
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Oh I do that too. But it's because I have so much stuff, that if I don't alphabetise it, it will be impossible to find.
Hahahah u guys are crazy! I don't even pay atention to the numbers, just to the bar.
Noaidi
slow walker
Hey, at least your compulsion has a practical aspect. The rest of us here are just plain mad!
:yes: When I stay over somewhere, I'm not nearly as obsessive about security; I figure whoever's hosting has everything under control.
Breathe
Hostis humani generis
Noaidi
slow walker
:yes: When I stay over somewhere, I'm not nearly as obsessive about security; I figure whoever's hosting has everything under control.
I think that's the same with me. It still doesn't stop me checking some things, though, but the severity of the checks is definitely reduced.
Noaidi
slow walker
Do you feel that you have to check just to make sure they have done it properly?I'm worse with some things.
Breathe
Hostis humani generis
Sometimes, it depends where I am of course.
But I'll go and straighten a desk full of papers, for example, without any qualms. I once organised my friend's DVD collection alphabetically since he just lumped them together, without even asking.
Surprisingly, his girlfriend found it slightly offensive. He loved it.
I've adopted a new obsession. Reducing or eliminating petroleum-based products or products laced with various chemicals.
I make my own soap, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner, hair setting gel, make-up (including beetroot lip stain and cheek stain), mascara made out of activated charcoal....then back to cleaning, I make my own laundry detergent, fabric softener, car wash, carpet/upholstery shampoo, dish soap, mouthwash, deoderant, foot powder, flea powder for the dog, face astringent, and moisturizer.
I started making my own product a couple years ago, and it's turned into an obsession. I now am highly suspect of any food, water, cleaner, or beauty product that passes through our doors and into our house unless I personally watched over its creation or purification (if we're talking about the water).
I make my own soap, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner, hair setting gel, make-up (including beetroot lip stain and cheek stain), mascara made out of activated charcoal....then back to cleaning, I make my own laundry detergent, fabric softener, car wash, carpet/upholstery shampoo, dish soap, mouthwash, deoderant, foot powder, flea powder for the dog, face astringent, and moisturizer.
I started making my own product a couple years ago, and it's turned into an obsession. I now am highly suspect of any food, water, cleaner, or beauty product that passes through our doors and into our house unless I personally watched over its creation or purification (if we're talking about the water).
Another obsession-compulsion of mine is rereading individual words and sentences, sometimes even whole paragraphs. I keep going over them, thinking about how they could have been written differently or more "efficiently," and usually end up looking words in the dictionary because of that (the latter being another result of my OCD).
A side effect of my rereading of text is that I memorize a lot of stuff, mostly without intending to in the first place — I've tried rewriting posts completely based on what I had memorized through the obsession, and they were very similar to the original versions.
OCD can be really quirky sometimes.
A side effect of my rereading of text is that I memorize a lot of stuff, mostly without intending to in the first place — I've tried rewriting posts completely based on what I had memorized through the obsession, and they were very similar to the original versions.
OCD can be really quirky sometimes.
Wirey
Fartist
- I frequently send 36 paragraph company wide e-mails demanding the person who took my Chunky Soup out of the kitchen return it, uneaten. I then close with a sentence explaining there never was Chunky Soup, but I'm watching all of them just in case.
- I won't allow my cat to clean itself. I do it for her with a beard trimmer. She's flinchy.
- When I'm burying the aliens I killed during Martian attacks, I always stack them with the heads pointing south. Weird, huh?
- I like to take squirt guns full of lemonade into the washroom, fire them over the partition into the next stall, and yell "Down boy, whoa!"
- I frequently argue with the TV. Especially Gilligan's Island. Thinks it's so big because it has Mary Ann and Ginger.
- I always carry a couple of flat washers with me. If bums ask for money, I flip them a washer. When they say "Hey, this isn't money, it's a washer!" I say "Well, I just got back from China, and it's hard to tell." It really makes them think about life and junk.
- I won't allow my cat to clean itself. I do it for her with a beard trimmer. She's flinchy.
- When I'm burying the aliens I killed during Martian attacks, I always stack them with the heads pointing south. Weird, huh?
- I like to take squirt guns full of lemonade into the washroom, fire them over the partition into the next stall, and yell "Down boy, whoa!"
- I frequently argue with the TV. Especially Gilligan's Island. Thinks it's so big because it has Mary Ann and Ginger.
- I always carry a couple of flat washers with me. If bums ask for money, I flip them a washer. When they say "Hey, this isn't money, it's a washer!" I say "Well, I just got back from China, and it's hard to tell." It really makes them think about life and junk.
Noaidi
slow walker
otokage007
Well-Known Member
It sounded like u have a lab at home lol
Me Myself
Back to my username
WHen I was a kid, I had to come back to bed and get out with the other foot, then if I felt I did it a bit heterogeneously, I would again do it with the first foot but in the same manner I just did with the second one, then try again the second one in the way I did the first originally.
And similar things like that but in different situations like if I topped a chair with one of my foot.... hummm now I think about it... I think I did it a bit with hands too but probably was more obsessive with feet
I know I should have a ton of obsessions today, but those would be totally different. I´ll come back when I truly think of them.
And similar things like that but in different situations like if I topped a chair with one of my foot.... hummm now I think about it... I think I did it a bit with hands too but probably was more obsessive with feet
I know I should have a ton of obsessions today, but those would be totally different. I´ll come back when I truly think of them.
Infinitum
Possessed Bookworm
I shouldn't even attempt to post anything here. I feel obsessed about almost everything, and actually making a proper list of it would be too disturbing. But, um...
1) I'm obsessed with facts. If I can check a fact or double check a fact or triple check a fact, I will do it. I can spend hours reading up on something extremely minor just because I happened to refer to it somewhere. Don't even ask what kinds of books I read.
2) My fingers are never still. And when I mean never, I pretty much actually mean never. When I'm not typing or doing something else questionable useful my fingers go on to picking out small pieces of dust from under my nails (yeah, long nails cause those), playing with anything close by or just simply aching, when I'm trying to keep them still once in a while.
3) Leave me alone and I start to sing. The good part is it keeps my voice in more or less good shape even when I'm not actively doing anything music related.
4) Words. I look them up. I play with them. I pronounce them silently to myself. I look up their history. I create puns. And I'm never happy with them. Ever (never for long at least). Pretty typical for someone liking creative writing, though.
5) I can't be normal with people. I keep trying to dissect them, sometimes getting stuck on the language, sometimes the personality. Sometimes I imagine people are characters in books, and in real life discussions I'm so busy trying to figure out how it feels to be them I forget to be myself. Oh yeah, I know the eye thing. It's so hard to keep your eyes somewhere! I'm just terrible at social situations.
6) I have no idea where I've picked up this one, but I'm obsessed with death. It's still kind of normal when sitting in a car and thinking we'll crash into the next passing vehicle, but sometimes it's more abstract than that. Mention death and my mind goes all weird trying to process the concept and all kinds of things related to it. I'm very much intending to get rid of this one.
Those are the ones I remember right away.
1) I'm obsessed with facts. If I can check a fact or double check a fact or triple check a fact, I will do it. I can spend hours reading up on something extremely minor just because I happened to refer to it somewhere. Don't even ask what kinds of books I read.
2) My fingers are never still. And when I mean never, I pretty much actually mean never. When I'm not typing or doing something else questionable useful my fingers go on to picking out small pieces of dust from under my nails (yeah, long nails cause those), playing with anything close by or just simply aching, when I'm trying to keep them still once in a while.
3) Leave me alone and I start to sing. The good part is it keeps my voice in more or less good shape even when I'm not actively doing anything music related.
4) Words. I look them up. I play with them. I pronounce them silently to myself. I look up their history. I create puns. And I'm never happy with them. Ever (never for long at least). Pretty typical for someone liking creative writing, though.
5) I can't be normal with people. I keep trying to dissect them, sometimes getting stuck on the language, sometimes the personality. Sometimes I imagine people are characters in books, and in real life discussions I'm so busy trying to figure out how it feels to be them I forget to be myself. Oh yeah, I know the eye thing. It's so hard to keep your eyes somewhere! I'm just terrible at social situations.
6) I have no idea where I've picked up this one, but I'm obsessed with death. It's still kind of normal when sitting in a car and thinking we'll crash into the next passing vehicle, but sometimes it's more abstract than that. Mention death and my mind goes all weird trying to process the concept and all kinds of things related to it. I'm very much intending to get rid of this one.
Those are the ones I remember right away.
