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I’ve been waiting for this day for so long I can’t even tell you.

And now it’s finally here.

Season Three of The Office has been released.  And I have been to Circuit City to buy what was probably the first copy to be sold today.  It was fresh off the rack and looking gorgeous.  And at the bargain price of $29.99, by the way, because when I saw their $39.99 price tag with no hint of a new-release sale, I was not having that.  The cashier picked up on my adrenaline rush and gave me the online price.  Sweet.

New Office eps are a huge deal in my life for the following reasons:

1.  Jim Halpert rocks my world.
2.  I am addicted to this show and refuse to undergo treatment.
3.  Since I’ve never owned a TV, I don’t even know what happened with Jim and Pam.

You may be wondering if there’s a particular reason I don’t have a TV.  Yeah, there is.  Lots of them, actually.  I can also explain why I don’t have a cell phone (or even a cordless phone) or a microwave or call waiting or a freezer.  But that’s a whole other blog entry.  Since I don’t have a TV, that means I have no idea what’s happening with my shows.  I watch The Office, Grey’s Anatomy, and 24 when they come out on DVD (on my awesome iBook).  Oh, and SP has gotten me into Entourage.  So I have to wait until everyone’s already seen the whole season and attempt to avoid spoilers and there’s all of this excitement and anticipation built up and then a day like today arrives.  And life is good.

Now.  Here’s the question.  Do I devour all 22 episodes in a frantic marathon viewing frenzy?  Or do I space them out, restraining myself over a few weeks, only watching one or two eps a day?  You may think I’d want to watch them all right away to know what happens.  And of course I can’t wait to find out (I’ve heard that Pam walks out of her wedding, but chose not to absorb this information as factual).  But what happens when you inhale all of the eps in one extended sitting is that then you don’t have any eps left.  They’re all gone.  And that’s a very lonely feeling.  Whereas if you contain yourself and don’t OD, you can maintain your level of excitement for a much longer time period.

I prefer the stretching-it-out method.  Anticipation is a rush.