What's in my Bag?

Here's my bag. It's rather full, and I'm sure some people wonder as to what is inside. First, a look at the exterior. Quite a lovely bag, from Guess? - and leather to boot. It was a fantastic price, which is probably the reason that when I bought it it was the last one left in the store. I had to tell the cashier to take it out of the window. It is much happier with me then on the arm of a mannequin. I've had it for quite a few years, as it was a present to myself when I started back at school. Credit cards were a fancy new toy at this time, not the cruel-interest-accruing-reality they are now.

But why is it so full? Well dear reader, because I am frequently bored. This prevents that. Other than the two books for reading, and one for writing in, I have several things that I will 'organize' at random. This is a lie - there is no organization to the bag. Only hodge-podge. And breakfast.

If you look closely, you'll also see my glasses (I only wear them at night when driving. Don't tell my eye doctor), a pack of gum, some loose papers (one is a recipe for "Holly Hardcore Dessert" - don't ask, I didn't name it! - and the other stack is sheet music for the song Green the Whole Year 'Round), wallet-sized pictures that I keep stashed should anyone want to see them, my hospital ID badge and parking pass, another pack of gum, pencil stubs, a pen, wallet, and my camera with USB cord. Wait - I can't see the camera! I bet you can't either. Well that is kind of silly thing to look for, if you stop to think about it.