PopWatch Confessional: Your most dysfunctional obsession?
Image Credit: Kevin Mazur/WireImage.com; Everett CollectionThere’s an interesting piece in the L.A. Times today (“When Twilight fandom becomes addiction”) that concludes by asking if being a Twihard is necessarily anymore dysfunctional than being a sports fanatic. It’s a fair question. And one that you can expand to include whatever current (or recurring) pop culture addiction is disrupting your life. I say this as someone who spent a good two hours last night reading Jon Bon Jovi fan fiction (and occasionally faux-sobbing “I’m reading Jon Bon Jovi fan fiction” aloud, to herself, in acknowledgment of the shame spiral), because I’ve become equally obsessed with Jon and his effect on women since seeing my first Bon Jovi stadium show earlier this summer. I’ve polled a few other brave PopWatch bloggers on their most dysfunctional obsessions. What’s yours? No judgment!
Kate Ward: “I am so obsessed with Charmed re-runs on TNT that I force myself out of bed every morning to go to the gym to watch them. Last week, I even trudged to the treadmill after hyperextending my knee the day before. I ended up walking with a limp for the rest of the day, just because I needed my daily dose of Brian Krause. I’m CRAZY.”
Annie Barrett: “I was so obsessed with my mom’s copy of Christie Brinkley’s Outdoor Beauty and Fitness Book (published in 1983) that not only did I hide it in my room so I could consult it at any time…but I brought it with me to college and then New York, and continue to leaf through it once a year — as soon as summer hits!”
Michael Slezak: “I have listened to Fantasia’s ‘Bittersweet’ 74 times since downloading it last Tuesday. (This is according to my iTunes playcount and does not include the dozens of times I played it on YouTube before purchasing, or the dozen or so times I have watched the new video for the song.)”
Sandra Gonzalez: “A few weeks ago, I was obsessed with picking the perfect song to play in the background of my wedding video. So I surfed different videographers’ sites and watched probably a hundred videos in one weekend trying to figure out what kind of song worked best. I settled on Train’s ‘Soul Sister,’ only to realize a friend of mine used it recently. I was pissed. Oh, and I’m not engaged.”
Darren Franich: “On some occasions, I have listened to Jason Derulo’s song ‘Ridin’ Solo’ on repeat for six hours in a row…and still wanted more, more, MORE! The song samples ‘Bittersweet Symphony’ and then drenches it in all kind of techno-pop. If the ‘Ridin Solo’ were food, it would be an island made of candy. And I would be eating the island.”