Confessional time, people. I love pop music. I think Toxic by Britney Spears is one of the best songs of the past decade. I still sing the Spice Girls' Wannabe at the top of my lungs anytime I hear it. And lately, when I drive home from work everyday, I tune into the local hip-hop/dance pop station, secretly hoping to hear Miley Cyrus sing See You Again. I'm so ashamed, but it's so catchy and makes me want to dance and act like the 15-year-old I really am inside. Even while writing this, I've listened to it three times and will probably listen again. I mean, I still don't understand the insanity over her tours and movie, but damn if the girl can't produce an outstanding single.
(This is where Liz says, "I can't believe we are friends.")
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Help! I Like the New Miley Cyrus Single
Posted by Red at 8:31 AM
Labels: guilty pleasures, Music
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I'll w/hold judgement for now. I haven't heard it. But you are on notice.
Oh you will hate it...I'm pretty sure.
You can click the link to listen.
You know, I, too, haven't heard it yet. And I can't view it at work here, but I would just like to praise you for your courage. May all men and women be so bold as to confess their guilty secrets.
Here's one of mine: I DVR Cheaters. I admitted this to a friend once and he replied, "I'm sorry, but that is unconscionable. If you happen upon it while channel surfing, sure, I can see watching it. But recording it? That proves premeditation, and, hence, is punishable by ridicule."
I know of someone who has Season 1 of Cheaters on DVD so you are at least morally superior to him.
Thanks for making me feel not so alone.
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