Well the final hours of 2007 are winding down and you know what that means: nothing. Time is a construct of man. But let’s play along, shall we? Let’s take a look back at the seven glorious months since we took over your lives as Guanabee because we all know that before June, your life was an empty shell of meaningless, anonymous sex and overindulgence in tamales. Go ahead. Meet us after the jump:

• Guanabee launched! We had a party. There were tamales. You weren’t invited. Unless you were. And then we probably touched you inappropriately.
• Also! Noelia took it in the backdoor so that we might have a stunning first quarter.
• We hired a Mexican to wait in line for our iPhones. And Whoopi Goldberg yelled at us for loving her.