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New Year, new journal entry. If you want to read nice things about yourself, go back a page.

My start to 2006 was fucking great. I spent the first hour or so with an old friend I haven't seen or talked to in five years, and a new person with whom I will probably be spending a lot of time in the near future. And had the hottest new year's kiss ever. If I'd known this boy could do that, well...

I've never really had a good new year's kiss. Even when I had boyfriends or whatnot, they always had to work so it was never that exciting. This year we didn't do anything special, really--had coffee and cheesecake, went to said old friend's house to watch the ball drop, and curled up and watched movies and made out. But it was pretty rad. And I think it bodes well for this year. Let's hope so. I've got big plans for 2006.

Anyone make any new year's resolutions? Last year mine was more complicated. This time, it's simple: don't date losers. My definition of loser may be different than yours, but here goes: nobody who guns for my sympathy, blanches at the word 'girlfriend," or wants to not be tied down--I may not want to marry your ass either, but if you're writing me off right away, don't waste my time. Nobody whose only goal in the world is to show off the contents of their record collection. Nobody who doesn't know who their senator and representative are, and vote for or against them. And most certainly, nobody who expects me to "tone down" any part of who I am for them.