DefinitelyYou know, I've always had a feeling I was a little OCD.
It was the little things.
I don't walk on cracks.
I need to keep the volume on a multiple of five.
I alphabetize my porn collection.
But I was never really sure about it.
The funny thing about OCD is you never really know for sure. Maybe you're just interesting or eccentric.
Maybe you're friggin' crazy.
Given my history, you can guess where I was leaning.
Then I found FFXI.
Oh, what a glorious OCD dreamland FFXI is. You start balancing a bunch of interconnected stats trying to max out your damage potential and you might as well start scribbling in notebooks about how you need to turn the lights off seventeen times before you leave the room.
Every FFXI player has probably spent WAY more time than is actually necessary trying to find the perfect gear set up.
That is where I started to suspect my OCD.
Still though... I wasn't sure.
Maybe I just liked kicking ass.
I do so enjoy the ass kicking.
So, I lived on, laboring under the constant suspicion of my obsessive compulsions.
Then we bought a new TV.
I've spent the last twenty four hours changing each and every setting to maximize picture quality.
I don't mean change one setting and then move on.
I had to change them in carefully constructed patterns to see how each setting would interact with the others.
Wait... The contrast looked way different at 74 than it did at 73.
But it looked better in the cinema display.
Then, after I changed all of those settings, I had to try out different cables.
All of them.
I used every wire in the house.
I think I actually used a strip of copper wire I found in the basement.
Then, of course, I had to check all of the settings with each cable.
By my calculations, I should achieve the perfect television set up very soon.
Three years tops.
I need help.