Who the Frak do I have to Frak?

I have to come to a serious conclusion, and it's not pretty. I am...a Sci-Fi geek. How did this happen to me? I always loved the X-Files and Millennium, and was obsessed with V as a kid, but that couldn't mean I was a Sci-Fi geek, right? I don't watch Stargate, or Farscape, or travel to Comic Con. I love Grey's Anatomy, and House, and Weeds! I'm still okay...right? Right?!

Then I found out about Battlestar Galactica, and it's become my downfall. I was about two seasons late to the BG party, but a friend lent me the first season, and it wasn't long before the word "Frak" came into my vocabulary with ease. My husband is disturbed to say the least.

I even got my therapist hooked. You know it's bad when your therapist sends you an email about "Frak" parties being held for the season three premiere on October 6th, and you actually giggle. When was the last time you giggled? I had to - it's so crazy to imagine all these Sci-Fi fans holding parties for a TV show. I'm picturing people in spacesuits, carrying fake laser guns and downing green Jell-o shots. That's giggle worthy.

Soon, my Sci-Fi condition began to deteriorate. I heard BG season 2.5 was coming out on DVD on the 18th, and I was really excited. More excited than I should have been for a DVD set...like, planning my trip to Best Buy excited. Unfortunately, I got the stomach flu. Frak! I dragged my ass out of the house two days later, and it was SOLD OUT. What the hell? So then, my sweet hubby tried to find it at Fry's and a different Best Buy - All SOLD OUT. Who the frak do I have to frak to get these DVDs? During my search and recovery mission, it dawned on me. (There was no use in denying it any longer) I am Sci-Fi geek!!! I was actually seriously disturbed and pissed that I couldn't get my hands on these DVDs.

Finally, I remembered my secret weapon: Borders. Not as many people know about Borders and their selection of DVD sets. The prices aren't phenomenal, but selection is key. FINALLY, after a very long week with no BG, we made it to Borders, and my husband told me they were sold out. FRAK ME! Then I saw the twinkle in his eye and realized he was kidding. He, in fact, had snagged me the very last copy of BG 2.5 in the entire world...probably ripping it out of the hands of some 45-year-old, white-sneaker wearing, voice-cracking, romantically-challenged techie. I love my husband.

I need help.