Stephanie and Somebody

See you later, 2007. You done me wrong. You done me real wrong.

You were a tough year--maybe the toughest yet. And yet I still have some kind of regard for you. I don't think I would call it "like" or "fond memories" necessarily, but I am strangely sad to see you go. It's like when you get in a fight in fourth grade and pound each other with your little fists and roll around in the dirt until you're out of breath and agree the fight is over and then pass each other in the hallway at school the next day and exchange a look that says, "We're not going to be great friends or anything, but I respect you somehow even if I would still love to land one last good one right in your front teeth because we went through something together, you know, and saw it through until both of us were completely expended."

Yeah, that's about right. So goodbye, 2007. Sad to see you go, but don't go walking down any dark allies, you know what I mean?