It`s called obsession, can you handle it?

My latest obsession: Gilbert O'Sullivan.
Brilliant singer of the '70s who composed famous evergreens such as "Alone Again, Naturally" and "Clair". Both songs are currently on repeat. =)

My hereditary obsession with cleanliness and tidiness (my maternal family is a neat freak), especially of toilets.
You should see my face scrunge up with disgust after each visit to a public toilet. I never ever sit on the seat of a public loo, I always half-squat (hey, girls can aim too).
I pack my room neatly every night without fail. My room is more organised than the neighbourhood library.
I bathe just before I go to bed so that I feel all fresh and cleeean on my bed. Dirtying the bed (i.e. lying down in dirt and sweat) is a big nono.

My most sinful obsession: ICE CREAM.
Favourite flavours: orange, chocolate, lychee martini and APPLE PIE.
I eat ice cream almost everyday. Yes, that explains the expanding waistline and shrinking clothes. But those are besides the point.

I am obsessed with my obsessions.