In Valen's name, I need an intervention!

Even though we've sworn off sibling gifts for the last few Christmases, my sister was sweet enough to surprise me with the fourth season of Babylon 5 on DVD. I'd begun collecting the DVDs of the series shortly after the first season became available, and then I got wise to the fact that, if I could just keep my pants on for a little while, I could find new or nearly new copies at a greatly reduced drain on my finances. So the last season I'd purchased was the third, and that's been a while.

I've had the fourth season for little more than a week, and already I've devoured each episode, listened to every commentary, and watched all the extras. It's been years since I've had B5 marathons (not since back when I had every goddamned episode on VHS), but I've certainly made up for it in the last eight or nine days. I even dug out season three and started watching those, because now that I've reignited my passionate love affair with the giant, phallic space station, I find myself insatiable.

Shameless, I know.

It's possible I may have gone overboard this time. Nothing seemed amiss until I was combing my hair yesterday, and noticed something that wasn't quite right...





I'm afraid I've gone Minbari.

Can someone come over here with a hammer and chisel* and try to help me fix this thing?


* This offer of tools does not apply to those of you who've attempted to chop off your own thumbs lately.