---you spend a LOT of your waking time coming back to this page.

---reading every posts and comments on the site fearing you might have just missed somethin

--- you can recite the dialogue of the entire movie while sleeping

---you imagine you are in Livy's shoes when Ray gives her THAT KISS

---you want to review every possible frame of the movie

---you create your own ideas of what should have been or could have been in the movie

---you read the book and watch the movie simultaneously

---you have dog-eared every Ray and Livy moment in the book.

---you discover that you suddenly develop this "screenwriter talent" hiding inside of you

---your husband/wife/significant other/kids start rolling their eyes when they see you plop down on the sofa or bed to watch the movie...again.

---you sport this indelible look of amusement on your face everytime you agree with an entry or post from the site.

---you cross your fingers for a sequel

---rejuvination is obtained through writing not sleep.

---when you write added chapters while driving down the highway 65/mph and hope a deer doesn't cross your path.

---you write about more Ray and Livy while sitting in the car line at your children's school and have to roll down the windows because you get too hot. blush, blush

---you freak when you can't find paper to write added chapter while in the car line and have to resort to writing on the back of cash register receipts!

---you "blog" for the first time in your life.

---you say... imdb who?

---you get into a tiff with your boss, and have to stifle a chuckle because you are tempted to say "Is there anything you like about me?"

---weary eyes from reading blogs all night

 

---you get desperate when you can't find enough information about him --anywhere

---you wonder why you didn't notice him in any of his movies before

---you own every movie he's on--and played them whenever you miss seeing his handsome face.

---you rave endlessly about his acting talent to everyone who cares to listen to you.

---you notice everything about his expressive face, his long fingers, arms and body.

---you are extremely intrigued by his too private life

---when you play the scenerio in your head of how you explain his smoking and tattoos to your parents so they will allow you to date him. wink, wink

--- If you think any of his body parts besides the obvious is a turn on-lips, hands, teeth, dimple, and the list goes on.

--- magazine photos of skeet ulrich on your bedroom wall .

---you're not sure you can handle seeing Skeet without Ray's wide brimmed hat and suspenders... but then you remember the Narcissism picture and decide you'll be ok.

---you drive a campaign to write a passionate letter to his publicist and agent so we can see more of Skeet

---you wonder if your actions fall under the definition of "stalker" and then you blog with fellow tmooders and feel it's totally normal

---your ears stand up in attention when you hear the anyone says they are from 'Virginia', 'Culpeper', or 'Madison'

---you keep this addictionn/obsession from your family and friends but let it all out with your fellow tmooders.

---you dream that one day Skeet will come and have a candid conversation with anyone in the tmood chat room or leave a comment on the blog site.

---you have an opinion of how Skeet should wear his hair, why he should and shouldn't have tattoos and whether he's better off clean cut or with a scruffy look.