i’ve had the stages of grieving on my mind lately, and so when i discovered that i couldn’t login to gmail this afternoon, i noticed some striking similarities:

1. denial: hmm, that’s odd– a server error. i’ll just login again, gmail will fix everything.
2. anger: gmail is down! can’t those twits do anything right? have they hired too many ex-microsofties or something?
3. bargaining: ok god, if you let gmail be up when i try to login this time, i promise to talk the next person i meet out of going to law school.
4. depression: gmail is down, and it’s never coming back. nothing will ever have its simple ajaxian elegance again. i’m not even sure i want to bother speaking or writing anything ever, since i know that i’ll never see those words wrapped inside of gmail’s pleasing frame. (that’s the stage i’m in right now)
5. acceptance: okay, which of my other 12 email accounts should i use instead?

in the end, it’s all about putting one foot in front of the other.

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