addicted

I can't stay away. I fight it, give in, drag myself away. It's on my mind all the time, can't get it out of my head, even dream about it. When I wake up, I resolve to leave it alone, but I get my coffee and hit it again. Can't. Quit. Help!

Here it is, my new drug: SkyAuction.com. But be careful! Cruises for $1, China for $300. Of course there's a service fee, but hell, a week in Tahiti for $1 + $195? I'll take it. My lust is for those "Auctions Closing Soon." It's like crack for travelers. I can't resist. This is not a paid announcement, it's the desperate raving of one who's hopelessly out of control.