2007 has been utter rubbish for me but i saw a miracle today that probably changed the whole mood for this year as i brace myself for 2008. i saw the most loveliest legs ever. it was an ambivalent moment, i wanted to do the the-mourinho-shaking-in-and-out-of-the-forearms-gesture in triumph but i also wanted to cry. it's a rarity to see gorgeous legs with your very own eyes, not from the tube or the net or any other media but in real life. i therefore conclude that there is still hope for happiness even in the bleakest of moments.