Cheesecake is ruining me.
Seriously, it really is. It seems that the majority of my dude friends are really into cheesecake. Not just like dudes who like dessert, either, but harsh, harsh "cheesies" (that's what they call themselves). One of them has written an over one-hundred thousand word cheesecake fanfic; I'm honestly impressed he actually managed to find that much to say about a type of pastry. Another has a shelf full of random slices of now-rotten cheesecake. Hanging out with this assortment of various cheesecake-obsessed young gentlemen has gotten somewhat monotonous, as hangouts frequently boil down to them constantly changing the conversation to cheesecake, or showing me various videos and remixes on Youtube (yeah, those exist. I'll admit that cheesecake dubstep is pretty fucking awesome).
As for myself, In small doses, I honestly don't mind cheesecake. It is pretty tasty, I've tried 8-9 different kinds of it and liked them all well enough. It's not something that compels me to obsess about it constantly or want to have it as my primary dessert of choice or whatever, but it's alright. Except now I find myself constantly being harrassed by cheesies for not joining the bakery.
Does anyone else have so much goddamn cheesecake drama in their life, or am I the only one troubled by it?