…and the possible final sentences for 2008 are as follows:
As one year of recession gives way to another, my heart is gladdened by the thought that we don’t need money and security when we have love and friendship.
As one year of recession gives way to another, my heart is gladdened by the thought that I have a fixed-term job with a house and fixed salary so maybe I don’t need love and friendship after all.
Boris beat Ken, Alexandra Burke’s “Hallelujah” got to number one instead of Jeff Buckley’s, and “Mamma Mia” became the highest-selling UK DVD of all time – as vintage years go, 2008 was a bit of a Sainsbury’s basics table red.
Spent the night at a party with boring adults taking horse tranquilliser in a room next door and felt superior in every way.
Woke up after midday and watched two “Legally Blonde” films whilst stuffing my face full of pretzels and felt my entire existence was unjustified.
What would it be like to be fat I wonder, fat or a monk, I’d love to know but I don’t think 2009 holds the answer.
This year I made more friends than ever before – but only on facebook.
I can only hope that in 2009 I’ll get a few more nights off pleasure.