What are you addicted to?

I’m not talking about tobacco, caffeine (sp?) or drugs of any kind. I mean those (supposedly) non-addictive things that you, nonetheless, cannot get through 24 hours without.

For me, it’s two things, one major, one minor.

Minor: sunflower seeds, with shells on, please. I LOVE 'EM! I can go through a pound in a couple days if I’m not careful (down from a pound a day on my worst days). Now I try to limit myself to no more than 1 cup per day.

Major: Books. I’m a voracious, avid reader of almost anything in print – except romance novels (read one, you’ve read 'em all!). I generally have 4-6 books going at once, depending on the room I’m in and mood I’m in.

I’ve tried going 24 hours without both, and can manage the seeds ok, but if I can’t read I go crazy!! So I’m wondering what you other dopers are addicted to.

Well, if I don’t hit the “move thread” link every couple of hours, I get kind of antsy.

Off to IMHO.

Thanks, Manhattan. I wasn’t sure if it belonged here or in GQ.

Minor: Food of any kind. I looooove to eat. Thank God for my fast metabolism :wink:

Major: Books and music. I absolutely would not be able to live without either.

I am addicted to dark chocolate. Really. If I don’t eat dark chocolate every day, I get all…twitch…all nrffghghgh…

um, I gotta go.

:: runs off towards kitchen and snatches Dove bag ::

Music. I must have music involved in some way. Listening to it, creating it, whatever. MUSIC.
Speed.
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Garlic. My husband is convinced that he is the only person on the planet that can put up with my garlic habit. We often joke about the garlic level in my bloodstream getting low.

Montfort, mmmmmmm.:D:D

Reading, games, and chocolate. If I can combine two of the three, I’m ecstatic. I’m also an obsessive groomer…by this, I don’t mean that I fix my hair and paint my face, but that I MUST pluck out any excess facial or body hair on myself, and I MUST try to remove ear hairs, skin tags, whatever on my husband. It drives me nuts to see a skin tag and not be able to remove it. Oddly enough, my leg and armpit hair doesn’t bother me too much, as I see it as “normal” growth, if unaesthetic. But a hair that’s out of place (like the one long hair that will grow from my right cheek) will drive me crazy if I can’t pluck it out the second I notice it. And I MUST check my husband’s body every three days or so for ingrown hairs and such, or I get all twitchy.

E-mails from actual humans.

I like getting e-mail in general but most of it is either spam or something stupid–if I don’t get an e-mail from a living, breathing person everytime I check my inbox, I get relly depressed.

I am very pathetic, yes.

I can’t think of anything I’m addicted to. My wife says I’m addicted to pot, but I often go all day without it without any problems. Hmmm…maybe orgasms. It’s a rare day that I go without one, from either my wife or my hand.

Narcotics.

Being online, diet coke (regular coke is vile), altoids, white rice, carmex… ummm… I think that’s all. White rice is the biggest one. I’m really weird about that.

No, Evilbeth, you aren’t pathetic, or if you are, I am as well, because I have the same addiction and don’t get nearly enough “real” emails to feed it.

I also have an addiction to Altoids, I always have a few boxes open (one for the car, by the nightstand, the coffee table), Books (you can’t keep me away from a bookstore), and chocolate.

SDMB. I swear I’m gonna get fired…

I’m addicted to rock salt. Lately, I’ve been using three, sometimes four days a week. Already the bags I bought last weekend are almost gone. Hopefully another shipment will come into my dealer today, because I think I’m going to need some more tomorrow.

Barq’s (root beer), gotta have 2 a day.

e-mail - I check the computer every day, and if I don’t hear from somebody, I get antzy. But I’m slow to reply, go figure.

Lynn, skin tags? are we thinking the same thing? Those little suckers hurt when you cut them off.

The boards, and fire.

Lynn, WTF is a skin tag?

Mmmm, sunflower seeds. I eat 'em until my mouth is sore, then I go and eat some more. Fortunately, just a summer thing for me. All summer. Every summer.