Hello, my name is kevboh, and I have a problem. Every day, when I get home from work, I decide to <i>do</i> something. Something glorious; something that will benefit the world. Start a charity, perhaps. Or let women look at me.

Alas, these plans never reach fruition. Why?

I, my friend, am addicted to DotA.

"DotA," you say, the word rolling strangely over your tongue, "isn't that some warcraft III map?"

Yes, I would reply. You are correct.

But it is no mere map, my friend. IT IS MY BEING.

I whittle the hours away hunched over my lappy, eyes squinting as I creep my way towards a new level. Resounding shouts of "M-M-M-M-MONSTER KILLL" and "HOLY SHITT!" echo 'round my head and reverberate out of my room.

I'm not even that good, either.

Yours in addiction,

kevboh