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March 03, 2008
I am not proud of myself
Today I was driving around in the car, when I heard a 3-minute slice of pop music heaven on the radio. I have a soft spot for bubblegum pop, whether it's the 60's (Shangri-La's), the 80's (Toni Basil), or the present (Aly & AJ.) So, when I heard the song, I was fully prepared to find out that I was enjoying the latest joint from Ashlee Simpson, Aly & AJ or some new act that was set to emerge from playing malls into our collective conscience.
When I got home, I typed the chorus into Google, and when the result came, I hung my head in shame: I was rocking out to a Miley Cyrus song. This will be the last post ever on this blog, as I am now going to hang myself.
Okay, I'm not really going to hang myself, even though Miley Cyrus has sunk her teeth - or, by proxy, Walt Disney's teeth - into my iPod.
entry no. 1093
Posted at March 3, 2008 11:33 PM