Once upon a time, a girl dreamed of having her own saltwater tank. Then one day, a prince (okay, not a prince, just Jeff) set her up a 110 gallon. She filled the tank with fish, and coral, and love.
But like any girl, she wanted more.
She longed for an anemone tank. So she sold off her grandmother's jewelry and bought a 36 gallon bow front.
As her addiction grew, she knew that there was only one thing that could quiet the beast...a FRAG tank (or two).
This made her happy. But soon she started hearing her family and her friends used words like, "crazy" and "obsessed." And she began to worry.
Until...she found this awesome forum with other "crazy" and "obsessed" addicts and she felt like she had finally come home.