Hello, my name is stoatman, and I am an addict. I got my first reloading press for my 19th birthday so that I could load 7.62 x 54 and .303, since cost was an issue for me back then. I then expanded into loading 38 special during my student years, often annoying my housemates by reloading in the living room of our shared house. Once I became a grown-up and purchased a hornady progressive press, my addiction took a turn for the worse. I rapidly started loading thousands and thousands of rounds a year. To feed my habit I bought more reloading dies, more presses, more powder measures, and some pretty expensive case preparation tools just so that I could reload even faster. But my addiction didn't stop there -- I bought a casting furnace and now cannot bear the thought of purchasing factory pistol bullets, and I even cast my own rifle bullets. My addiction has reached a point where I no longer necessarily reload for cost or for improved accuracy (although those 2 things do play a large role), rather just because I can. For instance, what is the objective point in casting, loading and shooting 223 Remington when I'm using hundreds of pounds worth of equipment to do it and am happy as a pig in muck getting comparable accuracy to factory FMJ? And, when I can load for the same rifle with jacketed match bullets and get sub-half MOA accuracy? Because I enjoy it in a perverted way, and my addiction is now just self-reinforcing. Am I the only one with this "problem"? Or are some of the rest of you as sad as me? Do you look forward to shutting yourself in your shed with a tray of primers, a can of powder, a handful of bullets and a handful of cases, and the radio on some inoffensive middle-of-the-road station?