Cleaning out my purse, which means it's time for a game of "what the fuck have I been carrying around all this time" (a non-exhaustive list)
normal purse contents (wallet, keys, chapstick, massive wad of trash and receipts, etc)
first aid kit
large quantities of candied ginger
clothespin
fingerless gloves
emergency dice set
mysterious flash drive
carnival ticket (when did I even go to a carnival?)
small metal frog
mystery key (rusted)
tiny goat
eight spools of thread
fortune cookie fortune ("your goals will have you reach new heights")
cursed locket
measuring tape with built in flashlight and screwdriver
$5.13 in loose change
incredibly small snail shell
piece of purple broken glass
three hagstones
compass ring
four old train fare tokens
various acorns
forty-five cool rocks I found
So basically, it's still an utter mystery why my bag was getting so heavy. I suspect it was probably the incredibly small snail shell.
It's a very normal bag sized bag, I swear!
Weirdly enough, the purpose of this purse cleanout was to move stuff from my old bag (the strap was breaking for some mysterious reason that's probably completely unrelated to anything in this post) to a new bag that looks like it should be bigger, but actually holds less stuff. Had to remove some of these items, which is an absolute injustice.
(The rocks are staying, because what if I need a cool rock for something in an emergency? Also because they're getting a nice little polish from jostling around all the time in the inevitable beach sand that ends up in every bag I own.)
Tumblr users over here trying to foil my plans to disappear into the ocean with a bag full of shiny rocks to bribe the merfolk into letting me live with them.
Okay admittedly I have no solid proof that this particular locket is cursed. Honestly it's mostly just wishful thinking. But maybe someday...
I really wanted to get a picture of my other actual, really definitely cursed locket for this post, but I'm currently unable to find it.
Edited to add because Tumblr was really determined to post this before I was done:
The actual really definitely cursed locket is an antique French poison locket. It has a lovely little fly design and some suspicious powder residue inside. Due to the suspicious powders, it's sadly not a safely wearable piece of jewelry. The fact that it's no longer in the box I thought it was in is concerning on multiple levels (it's probably toxic, definitely expensive, and also a much-loved gift), but feels pretty on-brand for a cursed locket. Hopefully it'll come back to haunt me in the near future.
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Okay it took me forever to remember to actually take pictures, but!
Tiny Goat!
Hagstones, plus bonus purple glass and train fare tokens, just because I think they're neat.
And the shiny rocks! Lots of agates and various other rocks, mostly from the beach. All still stored in my purse, because I've learned nothing.
Who wants to guess what happened to Crow's new bag today?
Listen. Listen. There could have been any number of reasons for the strap of my new bag to spontaneously snap in the middle of the grocery store. You don't need to call me out like this. It could have been completely unrelated to the rocks!
Also, the umbrella thing a few weeks ago proves nothing. The fact that there was an audible scattering of trinkets onto the sidewalk when I opened my umbrella (a small, purse-sized umbrella! a reasonable umbrella to carry around in one's bag!) does not in any way imply that there were too many trinkets in my bag. I have no idea how those coins, rocks, and random bits of broken jewelry got in there. It's an utter mystery.
In conclusion, I blame the fashion industry and their utter lack of understanding of the contents of the average person's purse. They need to understand that a bag that can't handle forty-seven cool rocks is simply not practical for everyday use.
I think you might need to look for bags in new places. Like the army surplus store, or perhaps a geology field supply retailer.























