Things in My Purse
- Sunglasses. Crappy, cheap sunglasses, because if I spend more than $10 on sunglasses, I instantly lose them. Less than $10, I can keep them for years.
- Keys. To my car and to the house.
- The awesome new wallet my mom got me for my birthday. Thanks mom!
- A bottle of Tylenol that is almost empty.
- One tampon
- An invitation to the studio open house of "Twisted Sisters" in Pegram. I have no idea what "Twisted Sisters" is, but thanks for the invite.
- A receipt for the Country Music 1/2 marathon.
- A Jack in the Box receipt for the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger I bought the dog after we went to the park.
- Bank receipts from the ATM
- Oh, another tampon.
- Cell phone with a message from the Man from GM on it. He called to tell me a story about some crazy engineering shit, but I already talked to him at the office, so I'm not going to listen to it again.
- A shit-load of pseudoephedrine. I hope no meth makers read this blog! I don't want to be mugged.
- A bookmark
- My work id.
- A card for Jensen's Shoes over on Whitebridge.
- Chapstick? What the fuck? When was the last time I bought Chapstick? I'm tossing that shit.
- Four pens
- A note that says "Who is Tom Banks?" The answer, also on the note, "author of Lost Sounds: Blacks and the Birth of the Recording Industry, 1890-1919." This is in my handwriting, and it sounds like a book I'd like to read, but I don't remember writing this down.
- A to-do list from months ago. "Buy gas." I'm such a nerd.
- More pseudoephedrine. What the fuck with this as well? I can't even remember the last time I had a cold.
- A note that says "[a prominent Nashville talking head*] is full of shit." Hee. Like I could ever forget that! Still, she must have said something particularly galling for me to feel the need to make note of it. I need to make better notes for myself, obviously. They need more details.
- Pepper spray. Yes, scary dog and pepper spray. Who would ever come near me?
- Business cards.
- Tarot Cards.
- Empty cellphone pseudo-leather case.
- Large hair clip.
* I will leave this person unnamed, for I fear her prominence and my relative lack thereof, even after all my bullshitty talk of a need to be more honest. Sorry, if you're looking for a lack of hypocrisy, you're looking in the wrong place.
posted by Aunt B at 5/31/2005 06:18:00 PM
4 Comments:
Speaking of the CM Half Marathon -- did you get pictures of the adventure? I thought the bib number was showing but apparently the race photographers cropped it out of the shots so the site gave me nothing.
I can't believe you're tossing the Chapstick (says the woman with at least 10 tubes of the stuff -- one in each car, one in each regularly carried bag, e.g. work bag, workout bag and purse, one in my desk at work, one in desk at home, etc etc etc.) Hmmm... I may have a problem.
Have you ever seen that flickr link that shows you the contents of other people's bags? http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/whatsinyourbag/ Mildly entertaining.
If I weren't so homophobic, or if this were Europe, I'd carry a purse. In it I'd have:
Year old gas receipts
Spent Bic lighter
Lint covered peppermint
Year old condom
Rolling papers
$1.14 in pennies, and
an unpaid parking ticket.
Gays and Europeans are so lucky.
-Jon
I'm not sure if this beats buy gas or not, but it is fairly nerdy. In my purse today I found a moving to do list, but before I tossed it since I am moved and everything was checked off, I noticed the entry, "Make regular to do list once moved."
I also found an empty mint tin - maybe I was planning to lick out the dust if I got desperate.
Now I have to go update my current list - SuperGenius
Time to surf! Hi. Hope you are having a good day. Sunny here today. Not much to do so I thought I would check out some blogs. I like sites that talk about handbags, purse, hats, whatever. Sometimes I find a lot of sites on purse, but I might change that by tomorrow. I'm bored. Later�
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