Who the hell is 2008?

A couple of weeks ago I read "October in the Chair" by Gaiman. It was about twelve people sitting around the campfire. There is a chair around and one after another they sit in the chair and tell a tail to the others. They are the twelve months of the year, each of them with the appropriate looks and personality.
In my mind months don't really have personalities that much but years do. In retrospect I think one can condense all what happened in a year and find an appropriate character which can represent the essence of it. Of course it will not be a perfect one to one match but I think it's a fair enough approach. For example 2006 was a Mad Joker , the worst year of my life, 2007 was much better, maybe a Fairy or a Muse full of dreams and lust. I haven't decided who this year is but it's definitely mad again. Now I see only a blurred hazy figure, in a large grey coat offering me some sweets. There is still a month or so left so things can improve a bit ... time will tell...