I have spent hours and hours today on Ravelry, because somehow, for once in my life, I was clued into a new trend relatively early in the process and got my invitation last week.
For the uninitiated: it's like a database/blog/forum/messageboard for all things yarn. And it's dangerous if you happen to have the slightest twinge of anality anywhere in your brain. And oh, I do.
So my stash, except for the dishcloth cotton (one must draw a line somewhere... right?), is online, and I've been able to limit myself to posting only the projects that I've been working on since joining the site. For now. Give me time, the rest will go on there. I have finite self-control.
Dangerous, that place is. Seriously.