vivalosnoventas, part uhh … ad infinitum

Dear MTV,

Happy 30th! They say 30 is the new 20, right? Hope you have a great year ahead and many — wait, this isn’t a facebook wall? That makes this birthday wish after more than a decade of disengaged/embarrassed acknowledgment of your existence unexpected, awkward, and borderline inappropriate? Aww, that’s too bad (for you) because I have a small (creepy) confession. Basically… I’m infatuated with you. I’m talking Kurt Loder-to-Madonna style. And I’m talking about the you from circa 1992-2004, exclusively. I keep reliving that golden age, what joys you brought, what we once were, all the good times…

… you made me laugh

… you made me cry

…you made me cringe

…you shared secrets about our future

… you told me what to think

… feel


… but never quite what to do. And I appreciate that. Instead you just made pop pop  — you fed my curiosity with your own opinions and favorites, patiently waiting for me to figure out mine. Thank you (or damn you?), MTV, for making me care.


A member of your Elderly demographic


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