When your dad (who has never seen an episode of House in his life) brings up Dave Matthews and you go one a 20 minute rant about Half-Wit and the injustice of it all and he's left staring at you like a crazy person.

When you're in a party and people are talking to you and suddenly you pull out a H/W!smut fic from your bag and start reading with a foolish grin. Sometimes aloud. Yes :wub:

You know you're obcessed when people invite you to parties so that you wow them with your powers of observation.

... when you see something on yahoo's home page about Steve McQueen buying an expensive car, and you wonder what the heck a rat is going to do with a car, until you realize they mean the real deal. (I only wish I was joking.)

You know you're obcessed when you can't go a day without posting on HHOW, HMDB, and HMDRPCOMM (the house rp i'm in).

Ooh! They tied a House episode into a radio broadcast!(House Vs. God)

...when you use up the entire monthly bandwidth by downloading vids & pictures and the rest of the family has to make do with super-slow speeds for ten days.

YKYOWHW... You see this postcard on PostSecret and imagine that Wilson sent it.

...You've had three accounts on TWoP and all were banned for overzealous posting/talking about H/W in threads where Miss Fascist herself (TWoP_Nikita) deems Hoyay OT. And you don't regret it at all. And you still lurk there.

.... When you sit through every class writing House/Wilson and Chase/Foreman fanfics in a notebook instead of doing work. Or when you go out of your way to relate a quote to whatever it is your friends are talking about. It's when you download all the songs from the H/W videos on YouTube. When you write quotes and draw pics on the walls and celing of your room with a blacklight pen and light. Or when your dad mentions oncology and you go on a rant about how Wilson should just jump House and you leave him standing there like "what the...?" You spend 20 hours straight watching the first two seasons back-to-back on DVD. I admit to all of these and more

These are really hard to see, because I have crappy balance and a small blacklight. Gotta Love the Mods HHoW Sign HHoW

It's when you download all the songs from the H/W videos on YouTube. I do that all the time :D When you decorate two of your school folders with pics and icons from House. The ducklings on one and H/W/C on the other.

You know you're obsessed with House when... You fall asleep listening to Helena by MCR, and you have the best dream of your life. Which was the Super 6 doing the music video. That's --> the music vid. Anyway, Wilson was the main singing guy (because he's all theatrical like that) and Chase was drums, and Cam was guitar, and Foreman was bass. And then everybody else (Cuddy, random POTWs, Nurse Brenda...) were the dancers. And House was the dead person (that was the only bad part). And everybody was wearing all black, and crying, and it was pretty sweet. And that dream was the best I've ever had, even with House dying. It was also the weirdest dream I've ever had. Like seriously, WTH was my brain on to produce that? But man, it was awesome. edited to fix coding error

You go to your gynecologist to get a lump checked out (cyst, which you knew it was, but she still wants it sonogrammed) and she starts by jokingly saying "let's see what's on your too-too." Says you, "my what?" She explains, pointing to her chest, "this is your too-too and" pointing at crotch "this is your poo-poo." And you explain that is incorrect. You watch House and you know the technical term for that part of a woman's anatomy is "hoo-hoo." (And you spend a great deal of time during the rest of the day kicking yourself for forgetting that it's only people who went to Hopkins who call it that.) BTW, I love my gynecologist. Great doctor (frequently ranked as one of the best in NY on those lists) and an absolute riot. There have been times she has had me laughing while my feet were in the stirrups.