The days go by

Nearing the end of a new one, same procedure as every other, wanting to round off with a bang, but not knowing quite what to say - I'll settle for the simplest, yet most appropriate greeting of all:

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!

A short summary of a year gone by...well, not really...what's there to sum up? My problem is, when it comes to mentioning all the things that have pleased me throughout the year, I never actually remember all of them. Not straightaway; not at the precise moment and out of the blue. So, I'll make it more general. To all the folks that contributed and for all their contribution; lots of thanks. For happy happenings, exciting events, interesting interactions. Et cetera. I'll move on to mention some of the significancies I do remember - note also, that all these things have been mentioned before, probably, and that I do credit most of my heroes and sources of inspiration along the way, rather than all at once, granting each and every one of them more attention, more elaborate honour. For, I must admit, I am better at random anticipation/appreciation and "pre-squee" than summaric crediting. Some clues, though, as promised, for the big events of 2007; basically divided into good things and bad things; starting for the former, of course, and focusing mainly on that. Johan Harstad and Jo Nesbø gave me a couple of brilliant new books, Russel T. Davies gave me a new season of "Doctor Who", which was so much more than I'd bargained for, and next year Billie and Catherine are back for our common entertainment, whooray, David Tennant and Gerard Butler starred in brilliant films, "Heroes" came into my life to occupy my heart and my night time, along with James McAvoy and ooolalalala Rochester (aka Toby Stephens; I loved him before "Jane Eyre" as well, honest!) and speaking of which, that wonderful series; groups of folks who insisted on having me conquered straight away without any persuasion needed, Queen contributed with a brand new single, weeee, MIKA and Kent made two marvellous new albums and Katie Melua's wasn't bad either. As for the best films I've seen this year, very briefly; "300" rocked max (undoubtedly my favourite, and a potential top-twenty), so did "Death Proof" (the Grindhouse features were released separately in Norway, and as usual I preferred Quentin's part), "Last King of Scotland", "Stardust", "Hairspray", "Across the Universe", "Eastern Promises", "Venus", "Sleuth", "The assasination of Jesse James by the coward Robert Ford" and some more from earlier this year, especially this spring, which I didn't note down and which I know I loved and now hate that I know I have forgotten. Apologies in advance. Bear in mind that I haven't seen "3.10 to Yuma", "My blueberry nights" or "American Gangster" yet. Hee hee. Disappointing efforts from a devoted moviegoer, though. As for the downsides to the overall grand medallion that was 2007; some of the sequels (oh, I hate "Spider-Man 3" with a passion!! and "Shrek 3" sucks big time!) and the "new popular music", with one oustanding exception represented by Amy Winehouse. Although she stated quite a bad representation, with regard to personal style, escpecially when showing up drugged and drunk in my hometown. Shame on yee, and back to rehab. Britney's Bizarre Behaviour (which is now a so well-known term in the papers, it should soon find its place in the Oxford Dictionary) and all the celeb pregnancies. (Oooh, let's reproduce and divorce our husbands and be yummy single mummys and show off our soon-regained "sexy figure". Yeehaa.) Spice Girls reunited and back on tour. Ugh. Victoria Beckham. Victoria Beckham's outfits and influence on the world. UGH. And, oh dear, this list is becoming way longer than intended. No positive vibes, no good. Quit. Think it was a good year, just don't wish to recall too much of...everything. Some things mentioned, some things left out, on or off purpose. Hate cavalcades and parades and all these listings (ironically, seeing that I love lists) of "what the past year had to offer". Maybe because it is a rather massive struggle to start over again, to continue onwards with the new and the unwritten; having to get back on track with January and all the demands, the deadlines, the months to come which you desperately, necessarily have to fill with these obligatory elements that they claim to be in order. Well, well, more philosophy later. Ain't quitting fully, anyway. Seeyalater, aligators!