Don't want to be a fool for you. Just another player in your game for two. You may hate me, but it ain't no lie, baby, bye bye bye.

I'm having a boy band-y kind of day today. Those of you who've known me for any extended period of time know about my proclivity toward boy bands. I love them. I don't care that they're polished, streamlined, entirely too pretty, only quasi-talented groups that can dance, sort of sing, and that don't usually write their own songs, but I don't really care. They personify my middle and high school years.

If you ask almost any female who "came of age," so to speak, in the 90's, they will most likely be able to tell you why *NSync is better than the Backstreet Boys (or vice versa) and you might even find that odd person who liked 98 Degrees better than either one. I remember in the late 90's, there were so many boy bands, they were almost all interchangeable, except the aforementioned *NSync and Backstreet Boys. They were the kings of the boy bands.

Anyway, that music (or "music") brings me back to a time when everything was so much easier. And they, oddly enough, have a song for everything. Got a girl problem with a woman who has been treated badly by every man she's ever been with, so she just won't give you a chance, even though you know the two of you are meant to be together?



Did a recent breakup drive you to the brink of insanity?



Were you wondering what happened to Gary Coleman and what would happen if you put every cheesy Christmas theme, warm sweaters, and skanky girls together on a day when Santa had the flu? Did you ever wonder who would save the day if Santa had the flu? You know you were.



It doesn't get any better than this, people.