So I finally realized I had a problem.  And there were others who had my problem as well.  In the back of a local throwaway paper I found a meeting I could go to get help.

Basement of a church, Wednesday night.  There were about 30 people gathered.  I was both shocked and relieved to find out I wasn't the only one with this compulsion.  

So I sat there and listened to them introduce themselves and talk about their lives and...  After a while I just didn't get it.  Not one of them mentioned Nikki Avalon.  

All they talked about was drugs.  Why would you have an NA meeting and not talk about the root of the problem?  Hell all that smack and coke and angel dust must have been just to take their mind off the fact that she's so hard to book.  

Fuck it, I'm never going to another NA meeting again.  I'm just gonna send some more emails and wait.