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Had any? Have any?
I don't mean fads or enthusiastic interests; I mean genuine fixations. Compulsions. These things occupied your consciousness, obliterated all other considerations, mentally consumed you.
I personally have an obsessive personality by nature (I don't mean a psychosis; I just have a tendency to fixate, both physically and mentally). But on rare occasions, things got out of hand.
A few, off the top of my head:
- In junior high, the Beatles (I'm not sure why; I'm a fan, but far from worship them), more specifically John Lennon. I think it was mostly a shallow aesthetic thing. Odd melancholy post-mortem crush. A friend and I actually held seances to conjure up his spirit. A shameful blight on my past.
- Louis the vampire in "Interview With the Vampire." Not Brad Pitt, mind you, but his character. Strange erotic pity thing. I went through a period where I rode my bike up to the video store and rented it 12 times in a row, before it was available for purchase.
- John Malkovich. All things John Malkovich. Small remnant of this remains.
- Douglas Coupland, specifically Microserfs. Read it repeatedly for months.
- Doritos. Really. Comprised my entire food intake for weeks at a time. Ended up extremely ill.
Go on, indulge me.
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