Screw you, Bungie. I'm a 28-year-old man with a very good job, a wife and kid, a dog, and a house in the suburbs. I work full-time, only to want to play this stupid addicting game every moment I have to spare. I dropped my first Gjallarhorn last night, and sitting here at work I feel like a kid who just got a cool new toy and can't wait to get home to play with it. Why do I care? It's a video game. What is the endgame here? I play for hundreds of hours to get new electronic weapons and gear? For what? There is really no benefit or utility gained for playing this game, other than a bit of fun while I'm doing it. But it's like a drug, and I have to have more of it. This game gets so much crap from people, yet here we all are, scouring message boards during work or school, dreaming about going home and playing more. All you do is play the same thing over and over and over again, but we just can't put it down. I think I might have to open a Destiny rehab center, where people can come to wean themselves off of this soul-sucking form of entertainment.