I love when things are organised and efficient. I can spend a whole day rearranging my desk, rewiring the computer and re-checking every pencil is exactly 90 degrees to the edge of the table. This compulsion is not restricted to MY desk: I installed Photoshop on Noam's Mac in her room, but couldn't stop myself from moving everything around so the order will make some sense. Noam didn't like it, but at least the voices in my head are quite. For now.