Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

Everybody's got a little bit of OCD. I've got a little bit of everybody's. Here's one example for you.

My brain likes certain things to be organized and then placed into piles and stacks. It's very difficult for me to use drawers, as out of sight is truly out of mine for me. As such, small clusters of things sprout up around our house. On occasion, I realize that these detritus-mounds are getting a bit obtrusive, so I decide to clean up a bit.

All of these sorted things were in dozens of different piles around our place. When I organize, I gather ALL of them, make one HUGE mound, and sort downwards. In this photo, I was about to start on the box in the lower right.

None are put away until ALL are sorted.

A few weeks ago I had pulled out a few piles of stuff and a box of papers to go through. Nadja casually mentioned that I should really stand up and take a photograph. I had absolutely no idea why she would ask me to do this.

b  - “I'm just sorting things.”
N - “Mmm-hmm.”
b  - “Why would I take a picture of—[looking down]—oh.”
N - “That's not how most people sort things, baby.”
b  - “Not surprising.”

I had never taken a step back from my sorting methods and looked at them from the outside. When I look at this photograph, I know exactly what's going on; it took me no time at all to label it even though I took it over a month ago. When I look at it from the point of view of somebody just walking into the room? Holy shit, that dude must have The Crazies.

My obsessive compulsive disorder has, over the past few years, managed to overtake my mood disorder and my Tourette's. They're both still around, of course, but having Nadja around has calmed them both. My OCD has picked up the slack and become an inexcusable bastard.

I'm going to try to start taking notes of some of my methods and peculiarities. Perhaps I can get back into doing some Fuckbrain Comix specifically about these things.

Here’s a key to my labeling. Any jokes made about how the letters in the photo aren’t in the right order are clearly being made by somebody without OCD. :)

( Oh, FINE, you want to know what everything IS... )


Love,

benjamin

Lots of shit to gather together. Gonna take some time.

Should the first Shameless Plug Post be later tonight or tomorrow morning?

Apparently I have to scrub the ceiling of our back porch tonight so we can paint it this weekend.

Tomorrow morning it is.

*sigh*

Ever have one of those days when you know that if you weren't you, you'd totally be laughing at you?

b