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Oh yes, I'm an addict
Member Name: thehonesttruth
With many addictions, it's claimed that the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem .
So, here and now, I'm officially stating it - I am addicted to Dooyoo .
Oh, it started innocently enough - a couple of reviews of films I'd enjoyed, and albums I'd listened too, but then it became something more - I started writing about toilet paper, condoms, lube, and even vegetables . Not vegetables in tins and packets, or vegetables with a lovely sauce . Not even recipes - but vegetables in their raw state . Who knew I had such a passionate opinion on celery, or that I was knowledgeable about avocados . Well, everyone knew, because I wrote great big essays about them .
As if the slide into reviewing Tampons and Mooncups (things I would NEVER talk about in real life) I started to notice some disturbing habits . Instead of throwing away empty packets, I would wash them out and horde them, waiting for the chance to review them. The top of the microwave became the dumping ground for empty cereal packets, rinsed out bottles of washing up liquid, and books I had recently read. Everything else in my house still looked sane - apart from this one pile of assorted items waiting to be reviewed .
It didn't help that every time I wrote a review, I'd be rewarded with the precious Dooyoo miles, which I could save towards Amazon vouchers . The more I reviewed, the more Amazon vouchers I got, filling my house with a constant supply of new books and DVD's, which I would, of course, then have to review.
It spiralled into obsessiveness - I woud check Dooyoo every morning to see how my miles were piling up, and then get stuck into reading and rating while I waited for inspiration to tell me what to review next . Would it be the humble marjoram plant, the spray I'd just cleaned my kitchen with, or maybe even the rice I'd boiled up for my lunch ? Maybe I would talk in intimate detail about my problems with piles, my hassle with headaches, or my troubles with tinned tuna .
Yes, I think its fair to say my dooyoo obsession has become and addiction . Away from my computer and my reviewing for a few hours, I start to twitch, mumble incoherently, and occasionally soil myself (look out for my review on ex-lax soon!).
However, I don't feel strong enough to tackle my addiction problem just yet - I'm having far too much fun!