OK, i admit it. I have a problem. I never thought about this before, but maybe they have a group for people like me. Perhaps there exists a secret meeting place somewhere in a part of this city where addicts like moi can turn to. The room would have to be dimly lit, and the walls would be covered in rich purple velvet. The chairs would all be lucite and in a circle, the better for all of us to examine each other's 'addiction'. HELP.