I think I heard someplace once that the way one spends her New Year's Eve pretty much dictates the events of that impending year.
Well, this one was pretty much spent like the one that ushered in 2006:
I stayed up way too late drinking cheap beer with friends, made out with the same boy, eventually passed out with said boy on a couch not meant to sleep two, and woke up feeling rather disillusioned.
But mannn, I really hope 2007 is different.
cheers,
nora