because i refuse to admit defeat, 2008 has been great. no really it has. with it's explosions and multiple orgasmic events while threatening to crash and combust right. before. my weary eyes (right here my dog gets stuck in our front gate) i still hate the people i hated, still would die for those i would've died for, still think you're a heartless bitch. and because of such a wonderful/intimidating/shitty/fuckingpainful/brilliant/lovely/colourful/scary year, i'm excited about the new one. my cookies are burning in the oven. happy christmas and have a rad new year all.