Star Wars Addiction

I'm addicted to Star Wars. Probably one of many such addictions I have. Only this one has escalated. See, Episode three is due to hit the big screen soon. That means plenty of new, expensive toys I don't need, have no place for and certainly can not afford. So why did I find myself standing in the cold at midnight for the Toys R Us opening? Answer: I'm a sucker. Simple as that. So I rush in with the crowd and am instantly caught up in all the hoopla. Not the best way to shop. Chaos, but organized chaos. Just the thing to make you grab toys just to have them and keep them away from others. And I know some of those guys were just there to pick it up and post it on Ebay the next day. Bastards. But in the end I have only myself to blame. But that's okay, cause I'll be too busy building my new LEGOs.