Specifically, crappy, weak, bitter tea that isn’t even a close approximation of the real stuff, as it includes neither all the essential components nor the appropriate process.
I would have liked to have Tea Time this week– really I would have. But Sarah has midterms and is in the middle of some epic mayhem and we keep missing each other online. Seriously. On this curve:
Sarah is probably way, way off the charts, past where they’ve labeled “Exhaustion” and down into, like, negative performance, which I’m hoping doesn’t mean she is functionally dead.
Regardless, I had to call in the backups. I’ve got some sports-savvy friends on hand to provide brief commentary on various topics, and will be providing my own handy totally cliched cheers and jeers or whatever section, since I can’t bitch and moan to Sarah like I usually do. I’ve got a whole bunch of Bruins stuff to write about, so they aren’t discussed today, but check back in later this week.
I’d put that picture of the pretty cup of tea here but really, this post isn’t quite worthy. I dunno. Imagine a paper cup of weak tea being spat out by that machine in the kitchen at your job. Yeah, that’s kinda what this is like. It gets the job done.