As I grapple with all seven stages of grief at the same time, rapidly cycling, alone and in bizarre combinations, over the death of AOL Instant Messenger today, December 15th, 2017 — a very dark day, I figured that I should try to get a taste of “Reconstruction and Working Through” (stage six) by celebrating that I have had good times there. I am doing this by putting up a comic, by acknowledging International Tea Day, and by crafting unwieldy, ugly sentences. Please pardon me. I am GRIEVING.
The drama, or “tea-atrics,” you see presented before you today are once again words thrown between cchris and me. He somewhat uncharacteristically flips his lid, but it is over his only love, which is tea, so I guess it makes sense. He’s either coolly dismissive or throwing a FIT. I can’t believe AIM shut down. Unreal.
We talk a big game about coffee around here but tea is a very important staple, too. And yes, before any of you scramble to scream at me — I KNOW I should have called my herbal tea an “”herbal infusion.”” I’m pretty glad I decided to go along with making a comic because I can’t pay attention to what I’m saying. It’s probably a mixture of “Shock” (stage one) and “Depression” (stage four).
Try to enjoy this comic, if you can enjoy anything on this day. And look forward to a day soon where I can express my sorrows appropriately over AIM’s death and we can have a nice little memorial service. Sob.