I just reached into my bag to grab some chapstick, and realized that if you judged me by the contents within, you would probably assume I'm a seventy-six year old spinster with respiratory problems. The bag contains the following items:
- 1 ball of yarn (multicolored in the fall palate) & 2 knitting needles (shiny, purple)
- 1 shitty mystery novel, possibly bought in the check-out line at Walgreens
- 3 tubes of chapstick (Soft Lips, Walgreens, Burt's Bees)
- 1 clementine (probably too bruised to eat)
- 1 pair of nail clippers
- 1 wallet (turquoise, vintage)
- 1 ziplock baggy of tissues (with lotion!)
- 1 bag of Ricola lozenges
- 1 box of Dayquil
- 1 inhaler & 1 vaporizer for said inhaler
- 5 sets of keys (car, other car, apartment, house, garage)
- 1 pack of gum with only 2 sticks left
- 1 bejeweled cat pin
- 1 packet of organic Darjeeling tea
- 1 handwoven scarf from Iceland
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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