Man, did I miss these guys last week! You hear me, NBC? No more 90-minute Biggest Loser episodes, no yanking the show for sweeps shenanigans, just give me my Office guffaws the way I like 'em: straight up and worth watching at least twice in a row. On the annual "perfect storm" of paperwork due dates, boss man Michael looks to set a new world record for procrastination which, I hate to inform him, he's got absolutely no shot at so long as there's still blood pumping through my slacker veins. Yes, a field trip to the dojo is indeed an impressive start, grasshopper, but you still have much to learn in the ways of putting things off. (I wish I had a gong right about now to really punctuate that sentence. Ooh, instead of finishing this Watercooler, I'm gonna go see if I can't find one online.... And there you have your first lesson.) As usual, it's the smallest of touches that bring the entire Office to hilarious life Jim's giddy when-you're-a-Jet rumble snaps, Dwight's explanation of the difference between a sensei and a senpai, Michael's erroneous shout-out to "Al Pacino" and his immortal "You talkin' to me?" scene from (ahem) Raging Bull. I realize I don't actually have anything to do with this show, but for some weird reason, I'm oddly proud of it watching it come into its own here in the second season, living up to its potential and just being so damn good. I can't help but get a little bit verklempt.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you a colossal turning point in the history of Dunder-Mifflin: Dwight Schrute, assistant to the regional manager and weekend beet farmer, has at long last been promoted to the position of assistant regional manager. (Secretly.) Just trust me, it's a big deal.