When your friends send you to a psychiatrist because you can't stop talking about Castle and he asks you what is the matter with you and you respond that you have OCD. He asks you what compulsions you have and you say, "No Obsessive Castle Disorder!" He says that he has never heard of it so you tell him what your problem is. You spend all week counting down the minutes until the next new episode of Castle, while watching the latest one on Hulu 1000 times. You surf the web all day, keeping tabs on the Castle forums, chatting with your Castle buddies and reading Castle fanfic. You constantly wonder what it would be like if you met Castle and Beckett and when you go to sleep you dream about Castle and how BEckett and Castle would hook up. The psychiatrist then askes what Castle is and you tell him all about the most amazingly wonderful TV show on ABC. He then tells his secretary to cancel all of the rest of his appointments for the day and you spend 5 hours in his office watching season one with him after which he himself is diagnosed with Obsessive CAstle disorder too!

LOL I actually just made that up last night when I was trying to go to sleep and I was thinking about how my Obsessive Castle Disorder might cause my friends to send me to a shrink…then that idea of what could happen popped into my head and I had to laugh out loud. I just had this image of a disheveled psychiatrist peering at a computer monitor watching Nathan Fillion zing out one of his one-liners

Nerwen Aldarion said:

When your friends send you to a psychiatrist because you can't stop talking about Castle and he asks you what is the matter with you and you respond that you have OCD. He asks you what compulsions you have and you say, "No Obsessive Castle Disorder!" He says that he has never heard of it so you tell him what your problem is. You spend all week counting down the minutes until the next new episode of Castle, while watching the latest one on Hulu 1000 times. You surf the web all day, keeping tabs on the Castle forums, chatting with your Castle buddies and reading Castle fanfic. You constantly wonder what it would be like if you met Castle and Beckett and when you go to sleep you dream about Castle and how BEckett and Castle would hook up. The psychiatrist then askes what Castle is and you tell him all about the most amazingly wonderful TV show on ABC. He then tells his secretary to cancel all of the rest of his appointments for the day and you spend 5 hours in his office watching season one with him after which he himself is diagnosed with Obsessive CAstle disorder too!

OMG its contagious! I've got it too!

Maybe its a new pandemic – or is that Castle-demic

lmr32385 said:

[quote] When you recognize actors that guested on Castle in commercials, movies, and other TV shows. [quote]

I'm guilty of this one too, especially if an actor guest starred in another show I watch. I get so excited when I recognize someone!

Not sure where this falls, but I just saw an ad for Dish TV. There were 3 tabs where different  people were asked what service they used and then the tabs would be revealed; the Direct TV & Cable were (of course) shown to be twice as expensive Dish TV (naturally).

What is funny is that one of the participants, cries out
"Shut the door!" when she was shown the cheaper price. It's not the exact phrase, but I laughed out loud.

susieq, I can totally envision that happening to me. I'm standing in line, rehearsing in my head what I'm going to say and when the moment comes, it feels like your tongue has swelled up in your mouth and you can't talk! I'd so love to meet him, because he seems like such a nice guy.

susieqlovesnathan said:

…you drive two hours in the rain to stand in line for another three hours to get your (four) copies of Heat Wave signed by the one and only Nathan Fillion/Rick Castle… and even though you practiced the perfect and utterly clever things you were going to say to him, your words came out, "bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb" and he was charming anyway.

Omg that is so awesome (that you met Nathan)

SydneyDeb said:

susieqlovesnathan said:

…you drive two hours in the rain to stand in line for another three hours to get your (four) copies of Heat Wave signed by the one and only Nathan Fillion/Rick Castle… and even though you practiced the perfect and utterly clever things you were going to say to him, your words came out, "bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb" and he was charming anyway.

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 I'm pretty sure all of us can relate to this, I'd be a bumbling idiot if I ever had the chance to met Nathan

I think I managed to stay coherent at the Barnes and Noble signing…

But let me tell you–in person he is one handsome, funny, charming guy.

…you sit working in a room half-full of noicy students without any problem when it comes to your own concentration, until a couple of students at a table across the room start working on a literature project (they did, I went over to check), and every now and then they're mentioning Beckett – which somehow is a word you're now programmed to catch even in the faintest whisper. You can't hear anything else those two students are saying, but each time the name Beckett comes up you're looking up involuntarily, grinning, and not at all waiting for Godot…