In the last hours of 2007...

I got carded when buying booze.

I caused (or rather, my boobs) caused a man to run his car up over a curb in a crowded grocery store parking lot.

Mr. Misha and I went to a party hosted by two people we had never met in person, never talked to on the phone and had only known their last names for 2 weeks. It was a blast.

Those 3 things, made my year....