Fine, so I'm not cured, just lazy...sounds like an American success at any rate :)

No kidding, right? Like most great accomplishments, it's susceptible to the George Costanza Frogger "dance of death". It's funny too that there hasn't been anything in the house for years capable of reading the cart, yet I still risk humiliation in front of my somewhat more 'grown up' friends... But in the end, when my brother modded my Ifrit Triple Triad card in FF8, ruining my bid to collect a full deck, I was done with collecting. My XBox Live gamerscore is pathetic, yet I've logged a disgusting amount of online play. I'm cured!

So, should I go get a doctor's note for the Pokemon Red cartridge I slaved over to 'catch' all 151 Pokemon and level them up to 50? After the whole family, kids, no-time-to-play-games thing, I do still keep it in my jewelery box...