I gave him my copies of season one and two of House in Febuary.

It is now December.

I have been bugging him ALL YEAR about giving them back and he makes lame excuses to put me off. He finally admitted the other day that he doesn't know where they are exactly, but he knows they're in his house somewhere...like *that* reassures me. 

Damn it, I keep wanting to have a marathon and then realizing I can't because I DON'T HAVE THEM.

What a loser. See if *he* gets anything for Christmas this year. *pouts*

[Otoh, maybe this is a chance at extortion. If I put on my best woebegone face and act all melancholy about how badly I've been treated by him, maybe I could score season 3 from him as a guilt-reducing Christmas present...heh...]