THAT WAS THE BEST HOWEVER MANY MINUTES OF MY LIFE.

girlboymusic: Yo. silvermeridian: Hey, what is up? :) girlboymusic: You suddenly typing like my mom, for one thing. silvermeridian: Yeah, well, I'm pretty buzzed. girlboymusic: Yeah, my mom usually... silvermeridian: LOLLLL. silvermeridian: What's up, dude? silvermeridian: John Mayer just came on and I love this song. girlboymusic: Oh Jesus, you really do turn into my mom when you're drunk

If you are not on Team Demi/Selena after watching this, you are just a ridiculous person.

girlboymusic: You are totes Serena to my Blair! sleeptoburn: i don't watch that show... i should, but i feel like i am already invested in 60 thousand other tv shows girlboymusic: Whore. sleeptoburn...that last august sleeptoburn: i was probably just the first 24 yr old to admit to liking it sleeptoburn: i was like rosa parks on that bus girlboymusic: You are truly an inspiration to us all

I was just watching this the other day, and thinking about how much better (relatively) the VMAs used to be. Look, people laughing at themselves! And then I got to the end and remembered that at the...alert.) This feels like that time I turned to the Pixie and said, "Remember when Christina came out with 'Dirrty' and it was like the sluttiest thing you had ever seen?" IT ALL SEEMS SO QUAINT

Dear friends, Please direct me toward good pop songs involving brass sections, so that I can round out my 'shit with horns on it' playlist. Thanks, girlboymusic

So I'm going through the Billboard Hot 100's number one singles from 1995 on Wikipedia, and I remember every one of these being a big fucking deal . I mean, I'm going through these like, "HOLY SHIT! 'Gangsta's...them now , nevermind ten years. This year's number ones feel like simple statistics. So my question is, is this because number ones are not the social force they once were, or because I am old

PS - You know, everybody's been calling "Keeps Gettin' Better" out for sounding like "Black & Gold" in the intro, but I think it sounds much more like "Radar," plus the VMA performance was like a live-action version of the "Break the Ice" video.

You know, I cannot even put into words why Jordin Sparks and the general humorlessness of the VMAs bothered me so much. Somebody help me out. I mean, it made Katy Perry's banana-peeling seem positively...of that show should be shot. I only watched for fifteen minutes, and I managed to spot three separate stagehands doing their jobs. You wear black because you're supposed to be invisible, kids.

Pink is my new Kelly Clarkson, in that I never thought of myself as a fan, or as somone who even liked her -- in fact, I was under the impression that I dis liked her -- until I realized that I enjoy...ex-husband, by the way. (Frank, here is some convergence-of-the-arts, or at least convergence-of-the-media, for you: entertainment in which you have to read the tabloids to understand what is going on.