I so empathize with David Sedaris and his obsessive compulsion (see"Naked," chapter one). You people who don't hear voices have no clue. The pencil sharpener really does compel you to lick it. The dryer sheets demand you count them in the middle of the night (and while you're there, press your nose three times to the shower head). And if you should happen to be OCD and married, oy! Read on for thoughts on living with obsessives. Seriously, Lighten Up!