Whatever stage of grief it is....I'm officially there.
Actually...I thought it was so funny while I was making it that I couldn't stop giggling at my own ridiculousness. That's probably a good sign that I might just survive afterall.
Oh, and for those that are curious...yes, I was this inconsolable when Doug and A.J. each got traded too. I just didn't have a blog then, or the technological capabilities to express my digital angst adequately.