What's really sad is that I've been drug into the world of MTV. I find
myself watching TV a lot more than I have in the past few years. The only TV
I've allowed myself is the Tom Green Show (I'm a fan, for he is the male
equivalent of my best friend and I.) once a week. The other day, however, I
found myself watching Total Request Live (for those who are more hip with
MTV, they call it TRL) N'SYNC came on with their newest song, the video
that's in the asylum and their women have driven them crazy with heartbreak,
blahblahblah. I've made fun of these boy bands and in fact, I spend a great
deal of conversation time on the topic of MTV as well. But as I sat on my
floor, less than two feet from my TV screen, I found the one with the goatee
and dark hair quite attractive. No not the one with the cool hair, not the
ugly and not the two from the Mickey Mouse Club. The one that is leftover.
The impossible has happened. I've fallen for the scheme that is ... MTV.
Now I feel the need to go get belligerent, good-day.
Aloha.
Kimber
