I did it with Josh the other day and now, because apparently I have no dignity, I will do it for you.

I love Miley Cyrus.

Sigh.

I think it has to do with the fact that at the age of fourteen I feel I should have been famous... or at least had a music video. Well, I did. But they were on my Dad's camcorder(because that's what we called them back then, "Camcorders" and not DVR's or Digital Recorders or whatever ten year olds are calling them when they are using them at the zoo! YES THE ZOO! A kid that had to be only ten years old was using one of those things that aren't camcorders to film the penguins! WHAT?!) and I would set the tripod up and pretend that I knew all the words to songs by Milli Vanilli and I would imagine myself famous and on MTV when MTV wasn't about really really really really bad and over-exposed Real World episodes and were more about really really really cheesy music videos that VJs like Bill Bellamy and Dan Cortese and Downtown Julie Brown would introduce.

But now I have to be twenty-five and an adoring fan of a girl that has veneers at half my age.