Meme Day 8: What's in your handbag?

Uhhh. Well, my handbag is a Swiss Army laptop backpack (this one, approximately). I used to carry a reasonably-sized Timbuktu messenger bag, but I started, and by started I mean "continued until I finally had to take notice" to get this really startlingly intense shooting pain through my right hip, which was where I carried it. Not all the time, but enough to be, you know, more often than I wanted to feel startlingly intense pain in my hip. So I thought: maybe symmetry is better, and I switched to using my backpack all the time. Voila, no more hip pain.

I also thought: maybe carrying less shit is better, and started pushing my personal boundaries in terms of trying to go out with just my tiny ID wallet (license, library card, Allstate Motor Club card, debit card, and punch card for the pizza slice place by work) and phone and keys when I can. So I'm getting pretty good at doing that at times when I'm going out to run errands or hang out with people or generally don't expect to be sitting somewhere a long time and need six potential forms of entertainment and a stock of drugs.

So all that said, the contents of my bag when I emptied it out to check: ( A lot of stuff. )