self-diagnosis

while downloading music last night, it occurred to me that i have a very bad case of e-hoarding. what i usually do when i discover a new band is download their most popular songs, listen to the first 30 seconds of each, and move the ones i like onto some sort of current playlist. the rest of the music goes into the big slushy mess of other songs on my ipod, quite often never to be played again. every time i go through this, it crosses my mind that i should just get rid of the songs i don't want. i never do, though, not because i'm too lazy to, but because -- well, you never know when you just might want to listen to that horrible kings of leon song just one more time. corroborating evidence: i still have every single journal article, syllabus, paper and electronic assignment that i used or wrote in college, sorted by class and semester. further corroborating evidence: i have archived e-mail dating back to 1995 (!) including correspondence with A01A people i haven't see for close to a decade now. i feel like this is quite close to being a diagnosable disorder, except that within the next 10 years people are probably going to have a video recording of their entire life from birth hanging in a tiny chip around their necks, so maybe i don't have it so bad after all.