Thursday, September 1, 2011

Netflix - Bandwagoning It!

You know how sometimes you just really want to break up with somebody?  After all, you don't really like to hang out with them as much as you used to.  You work yourself up, and you're ready to pull the plug, but then you can't help but look back on how much history the two of you have, and how much the other person already knows so many of your idiosyncrasies, not to mention your likes (pretentious documentaries) and dislikes (Something Borrowed [if this movie were a baby, I would strongly consider punching it in the face (which is really saying something as I have no prior history of baby-punching)])*, and you realize you can't bear to cut ties just yet.

Now imagine that person you want to break up with is not an actual person, but a website called Netflix.

Boom.  That sound you just heard was your mind being blown.

In any case, there have been times in my life that I really loved and used Netflix.  I used to travel a lot for grad school, and I spent a good deal of down time catching up on tv shows.  However, now that I have matriculated (as you can see, that degree was worth every penny), I find that I don't have as much use for it.  I have had disc 4 of season 1 of Deadwood collecting dust for at least month, and I don't know the last time I watched a streaming movie.

Still, I have probably over a hundred shows or movies that are in my queues that I've told myself that I don't want to die without seeing.  As a sneaky service, Netflix allows people to put their accounts on hold for up to three months, after which, if they don't cancel their membership at that time, Netflix automatically reinstates them.  I jumpted on this opportunity because I don't want to lose my queues yet.  I have until November 29 to decide whether it's time for me to excrete, or get off the, uh, excreting station.  In the meantime, I'll be saving $48 over the next three months that won't be going to Netflix.

In short, Netflix and I are taking a break.  I just hope it works out better for me than it did for Ross and Rachel.

*Towards the end of watching the movie with my wife, I couldn't help asking her if I was in trouble for something, and that's why we were watching the movie.**
**In my wife's defense, I did *sorta* want to see it.  Now, there's no unseeing it.

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