I'm cinemaddicted. 
Isn't this some sort of Trademark or Copyright infringement?
I don't know.
People think it's easy to be a cinemaddict, but they don't realize just how DVDifficult a life it really is. There are times when you go on a binge, spending $140 at Deep Discount, but then there are the horrible, horrible withdrawals you go through during the slow weeks. It's awful.
It's become the most important thing in my life--watching my DVDs on my 27" Sanyo, bought from Wal-Mart, through my PlayStation 2--probably the greatest DVD player ever created. I'm a junkie. It's all I do all day--I'm just addicted to cinema. A cinemaddict. My cinemaddiction now comes before everything--friends, family, work--I don't even have a real job. It's even affected my personal hygiene. The last time I bathed myself was back in DVDecember, the day when
Pirates of the Caribbean was released. That was an important DVDay--and you better believe that I looked and smelled great as I strolled into Best Buy as soon as they opened to get my fix for the DVDay.
I'm the black sheep of my family. I've shamed my friends. I can't look anyone in the eye anymore. They gave me this videotape to watch--it was an over-dubbing of that old public service announcement--"This is your brain. This is your brain on cinema." I watched it once, and threw it out, because it wasn't a DVD. They put a lot of work into having it made, and I threw the damn thing away.
I've tried everything to rid myself of this horrible, horrible DVDisease--12 step programs, cold turkey. I've even checked myself into DVDetox centers. Nothing seems to work.
I've heard my friends and family talking a few times--I think they might be planning an intervention once I hit 400 discs.
People think it's easy, being a cinemaddict, but take it from me: I wish to God that I had never started down this slippery, slippery slope.