You've developed a sad taste for the color purple.
You have a stack of burned cds 6 inches thick of mario music.
Your colledge thesis is about religious hints and innuendos carefully hidden in all gamecube games.
Your thesis is so convincing that your proffesor actually believes it.
You actually attempted, and succeeded, to buld your own poltergust 3000/FLUDD.
Your boyfriend/girlfriend is actually yourself using two identities on a mario message board.
You went to enough bother to create a petition for a mario theme park.
Enough people signed to have it build.
You recieve e-mails from the guys at NOA, telling you that your incredibly varied knowledge of random gamecube trivia is "Just plain creepy, man."
You read through three pages of this kind of post just to see what kind of stuff people will put on it.
The world would be a much cleaner place if people would eat their own trash.