2007 can take a flying leap

It's December 29 and 2008's dangling just a few days away, full of over-optimistic expectations and unrealistic goals that will double as probable failures. That said, there's no reason to expect that 2008 will be any worse than this year. To put it bluntly, 2007 sucked. A lot. Personally, this year brought with it more growth and change than any since I stopped peeing in a diaper. And personal growth is never fun. I'm a markedly different person than I was in January. For the better? Yeah. Was it fun? Christ, no.

At least 2007 sucked for a lot of other people. Take sports, for instance. Florida won the college basketball and football championships (whatever) and Boston sports pretty much took over after the Super Bowl. Fan-fucking-tastic. As far as entertainment goes, we didn't get a whole lot of great movies and most of our favorite shows are sitting in limbo with the writers' strike. At least we know Jim and Pam finally got together. Music? Enh. We got a new White Stripes album, but unfortunately Soulja Boy made sure we forgot about that as soon as possible. And Nickelback and Fergie are still making music. Couple all that crap with war, global warming, gas prices, no Lindsay Lohan calendar and healthcare problems and you've got yourself 365 days of ass.

We did wrestle some nuggets of joy away from the despairing arms of 2007. We got Bonnaroo (alright, well I did), Rock Band, and 9one. So it wasn't all bad. But looking at the poll on the right I know I speak for more than myself when I say, "Hey. 2007. Go fuck yourself."