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You know you've been browsing Stack Overflow too much when?
Well, the title says it all really.
Possible Duplicate:
You know you've been browsing Stack Overflow too much when?
Well, the title says it all really.
You're participating in meta.stackoverflow.com :P
You know that this question is a duplicate.
You're starting to hate your own issue-management/bug-tracking system for not having voting and comment capabilities.
You wish that the Cornify button was a permanent fixture of the website.
What? Don't look at me like that. You know damn well you pressed it hundreds of times too.
You talk to someone at your university and chat about StackOverflow and when you tell him your username he goes, "Oh! You're the pony guy!"
You think of creating a legitimate question, which is also boring and has no chance of being answered!!!!
...just so that you can earn your Tumbleweed badge!!
You shout "Downvote!" to the interns attempting to explain polymorphism.
You place a golden-star sticker on favorites items throughout the house.
You take your laptop to the restroom...
You use "Skeet" as a verb meaning to answer questions: "Don't mind me, I'm skeeting on SO."
You're checking your SO reputation BEFORE your first cup of coffee. Or even BEFORE you get out of bed ;-) <placeholder for the obligatory xkcd link "laptops are weird" ;-)>
(don't know the number by heart, and xkcd is websensed here :s)
you're listening to somebody at a party, you like what he/she says, and you think "+1".
When your significant other not only knows that stackoverflow.com exists, but also the names "Jeff Atwood" and "Jon Skeet".
Your reputation (not rep score) on TheDailyWTF.com is almost forgotten, yet your reputation on SO ends up being exactly the same.
You have 73,933+ reputation...I'm looking at you Jon Skeet.
You start dreaming about Stack Overflow and SOpedians. Seriously.
A few night ago I had a dream that Jeff was hosting DevDays at his home, and 'we' (a bunch of SOpedians and I) were wandering around randomly. I came accross Jeff's Lightsaber (ala Star Wars) on a mantel. Being curious, I picked it up and was checking it out. Jeff came in, saw me, and screamed "Don't touch the Lightsaber! Get out, Stu! Out!"
If you're searching the upvote/downvote button in a Lotus Notes Discussion Database :(
You feel strangely jealous of Jon Skeet and his sky-high reputation, even though you've never met the man and he seems perfectly normal and nice.
When you have to check your profile on one of the sites to confirm your own age...