How could you do this to me?

Dear Netflix,

I am, admittedly, kind of a whore for SciFi television; I do consider it something of a grand addiction and Farscape, as we know, is the very best kind of crack. You benefit monetarily from this little obsession of mine, and I get my fix; it's a good arrangement, I feel.

It is therefore unacceptable that you can't tell me when a solid third of the last season will be available for me to view. How could you blithely substitute the last six or so episodes as though I wouldn't notice that you'd switched the order, Netflix? I thought we really had something. I thought we understood each other. I thought we had a *deal.* How could you fail me in the middle of the last season of Farscape, Netflix? Of Farscape.

I'm so disappointed.

Listen, I am not skipping A Prefect Murder, Coup by Clam, Unrealized Reality, Kansas, Terra Firma, Twice Shy, Mental as Anything and Bringing Home the Beacon JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW WHEN THE DISCS WILL BE AVAILABLE.

Don't think I won't go to other sources, Netflix. I'm trying to be above board, here; I like that TPTB, wherever they be, have some way of tracking my interest-bordering-on-obsession with this show. But I don't HAVE to give you my money; I KNOW PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET.

I shall give you approximately 5 minutes to sort this out while I try not to hyperventilate.

Yours, unlovingly,

Minx



Dear People Who Price Up the Farscape DVDs,

How much are the Starburst Editions per season again? Wait, HOW MUCH???

*weighs the value of obsession vs. financial solvency*

You aren't making it easy to be law abiding, you know.

No love,

Minx