How do YOU afford...your LEGO lifestyle?
How do YOU afford...your LEGO lifestyle?
You know you're addicted to LEGO when...
your partner knows all the Pirate sets by the numbers you chant in your sleep.
your nose twitches around ABS plastic.
you measure your workday by the sets you can buy with the money you just earned.
your eyes follow EVERY garage sale sign like it might be the signpost to Shangri-la.
you remember friends' phone numbers by the Set #'s they resemble...
555-6285=Jane the Barracuda
that rattling sound is enough to make you smile.
you buy sets for Christmas gifts and they never make it to the tree.
you don't even need to shake the boxes at Christmas to know which ones are LEGO.
Susan Williams sends you a Christmas card.
your Christmas wishlist contains no words.
you can tell RITVIK from LEGO blindfolded with one arm tied behind your back.
your sister can't stay for the night because the futon's full of LEGO.
you start a sentence with "I heard about a new set today..." and your partner finishes it with "No!".
you pick up a piece and it tells you what it wants to be today.
body mods by LEGO...a chipped tooth, a scar from stepping on them...
your minifigs have names.
you have nowhere to put the TV guide because all flat spaces are taken for displaying LEGO.
you meet someone new and picture them as minifig.
Shop At Home recognizes your voice.
a friend has a baby and you think "Good! a reason to buy DUPLO!"
the Toys R Us credit card saved your life.
you nickname your suburb Belville.
you add the forestwench to your statues of the Goddess.
your sorted pieces are alphabetized by color name.
you see a pretty building and start building it in your head.
you forget to surf 'cuz your current build isn't done yet.
you forget to EAT 'cuz your current build isn't done yet.
your partner found you a 12-step program that's LEGO friendly,
but you can't admit there's a higher power than the forestwench.
you have to shop for storage containers at Sears.
you eat out and think, "for the cost of this meal I could have bought..."
you trade LEGO for "favors".
you deliberately ask your partner for huge sets hoping they will settle for the smaller ones as a compromise.
a new set makes you purr like a cat/wag your tail.
your partner apologizes after a fight by sending you flowers&trees from Shop at Home.
you buy a new pair of shoes for the shoebox to keep minifigs in.
you're thinking of buying a twin bed just for a place to put the LEGO sheets.
you're in cancer treatment and still spend more on LEGO than you do on medicine.
you're in cancer treatment and you're most effective tools for coping include the brick separator.
you read this page to your partner and they just nod.
Peanut Gallery Additions to this list
your SO hands you a LEGO catalogue to get you 'in the mood' (a true story)(from GM)
email minxkely@xnet.com with a sentence to add to this list.
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