everything in my wallet meme

ladies and gentlemen, behind the cut you will find everything i am currently carrying around in my wallet. your job is to check out the list and leave comments about what you can derive of me as a person based on what is listed.

then you have to do the same with your wallet or purse in your journal.

go.

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13 Comments

  1. Yup. Assuming you put it in your pocket, heat will desolve a latex condom enough to put holes big enough to let semen through it even it it’s only been in your pocket for about a day. Let alone a year.

  2. You are or have been Union, a student, interested in sufi and yoga, you fly sometimes if not often, you go to MoKaBe’s(so you are probably GLBTA and/or progressive). But this is all obvious.

  3. Based solely on the contents of your wallet, you:
    1) Are a frequent traveler, both domestic and internationally.
    2) Have money enough for yoga, subversive books, college classes, car, health insurance, a bank account and mochaccinos.
    3) Are good looking, or at least think you are.
    4) Are interested in gay rights; either are gay yourself or are straight but not narrow.
    5) May not have had sex away from home for the past year.
    Hmmmm… sounds like a Wash U student to me. Did you go to Ladue?
    hee hee hee

  4. To be quite honest, that condom had probably been in my wallet more than a year. It was related to talisman status long ago. It’s more a testment to my monogamy than a contraceptive. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex with someone other than my girlfriend that I had forgotten it was in my wallet.

  5. 1. I’m a travel agent
    2. The great thing about most yoga places is that your first lesson is free. There are enough in town so that you can take lessons for months without paying. And, in the immortal words of Dennis Leary, I don’t drink mochaccinos, no frappiccino, no rappiccino, no crappiccino. I drink coffee flavored coffee.
    3. But you could tell that from my icon. 🙂
    4. Yep.
    5. Yep.
    Ahh… no and no. Webster University ’00. U. City High ’92.

  6. Curiosity
    While at Mokabe’s last week, you sat at the upstairs balcony table by the window. You placed your book there and disappeared for a few minutes, possibly to grab a drink or something to eat. When you returned, you moved to the far table against the east wall.
    When I saw you sit, I wondered if perhaps it was you, but didn’t know how to say, “hey, I befriended your LiveJournal and admired your misty Tower Grove post on a few months back–and just wanted to say hi.” I was seated at the table adjoining the yours (by the window)–playing UNO with a female friend. The uncertainty was strong, though not so much to outweigh the curiosity. Was the man with the $30 writing book you?
    Not sure if this might jog your memory, but this is a more recent pic in case you caught my passing glances–

  7. Re: Curiosity
    Oh wow. I figured it was either that or you were psychic. In the latter case I would have been worried. Don’t want you reading my mind or following me when I astral project. Although that could be fun…

  8. Re: Curiosity
    BTW: Cute picture.
    I remember that day, but I didn’t get a good look at you. It was too dak to read in the booth so I moved to the window and I was worried that you might think I was moving to get away from you or something.

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