Another contender for the Shittiest Ebay Pic award.

I saw a Danzig video on VH1 Classic yesterday. He was shirtless. Mmmmhmmmm.

I guess I'm over whatever melancholy I was feeling last week. And 30 is a good thing. One of Jeff's friends said something like, "Don't feel bad..." I said, "Oh, I don't." Why would I when people are telling me I look the same as I did in high school? Then my Dad called me a "30 year old girl" when I answered the phone the other night. I told him I was cooking dinner when he asked what I was doing and he said, "You know how to cook?" (This is a long-running joke for us, only he thinks it's funny.) So I said, "What do you want?" He's just missing someone to pick on now that my niece is back living with her mother.

How to make a christy13

Ingredients: 1 part success 5 parts courage 5 parts joy

Method: Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Top it off with a sprinkle of fitness and enjoy!

Where's the anger, sarcasm, and smart-assedness (it is so a word)?