its no surprise

that i can be a little obsessive.
so i never really realized it until i had this tumor thing and i was actually diagnosed with the OCD that i have the OCD.  i'm not a hand washing maniac, and i don't have to lick the doorknob 3 times before leaving the house (although i did tell an old boss of mine that the reason i was sick was because i had been licking the door knobs) but anyway, OCD.  when i told the doctor i was obsessed with the Famous Amos cookies in the vending machine at work, she asked if they would speak me, if i would get stuck on them and not be able to move on.  dude, i'm not crazy!  just once we make eye contact, they must be consumed otherwise it is all i can think about (same with the pop tarts).  the doctor says this is not a psychosis, and that she can't give me anything to help with that.  maybe  i should tell her amos himself appears in my office and starts offering those cookies to me!
this obsessiveness totally made sense, like in college when in one of my classes all i did was make calendars.  pages and pages and pages of calendars.  3x a week, every week for a semester, class would start and calendar making would begin.  i wish i had those notebooks. real weird.  or maybe my love of dimes as a younger kid was an example, too?  i loved those dimes.  they were small and shiny and the perfect size.  i do think they are still my favorite coin, but i just don't horde them as i had in the past.  too bad, because maybe then i would be rich.
but now i have the internet.  ah, the internet.  and something i am often asked is "how do you even find this stuff?"  well, if it is on the internet, i will find it.  some of the stuff i find is totally obscure and wtf, then other stuff is just stuff.
like this video. it is just stuff i found.
i love my surgeon.  LOVE him.  i go back to see him in a few weeks and if everything comes out clean, i think my next appointment won't be for a whole year!  which is great! but sad too because he is awesome.  but even sadder (?) is if after that whole year, that scan comes back clean, i might not even get to see him at that appointment!  that's how it works.  no need to see the surgeon if there is nothing for him to surgery upon. 



then there is other stuff i find, like this photo which falls more into the WTF category: