OK, so I was tagged by Betme to do a list of fives.  First off, for reasons I am unsure of, I have never been comfortable with the number five, so with that said, I give you my list.

Five Things in my Bag:

1. Sunglasses:  Very important to the happiness of my driving.  I always need to have my sunglasses, no sunglasses equals a very unhappy Sarah.
2. Wallet:  This post might as well have been five things in my wallet.  I could probably live without my purse, but that’s only because I keep everything in my wallet.  And yes, those are skulls on my wallet.  They are Jack Skellington heads from The Nightmare Before Christmas which is one of my favorite movies.
3. Gum:  If my dentist were to see this post, he would be very disappointed in me.  I’m not actually supposed to chew gum due to issues I have with my jaw.  But, who can resist Orbit melon mint or whatever the hell it’s called.
4. Notebook with a pen attached:  As Allison said in her five things post, you never know when a blog idea will strike. 
5. Electronics:  It’s sick, but the phone I have has an MP3 player and a camera in it.  And yet, because the phone is new I still carry my iPod and digital camera with me.  You can’t see the camera in this picture, because it’s what I’m taking the picture with obviously.  Oy people.

Five Things in my Room:  (Ok, one of these things isn’t from the bedroom, but I’m not going to show you the porn collection, so instead I took a picture of mine and my husbands favorite piece of art that we bought together.  It may end up in the bedroom at some point in the near futute anyway.) 

       

1. My side of the bed:  On it are my alarm clock, a bottle of lotion because dry skin is my enemy, chapstick, foot healing balm and the jewlery that I wear the most often.
2. Always Kiss me Goodnight:  I was guilty of going to bed angry a lot.  It was when I was working at the library and I guess I took things out on my husband.  It got ugly for awhile, and last year after being unemployed for a few months I found this sign at a craft fair.  It’s worked.  No matter how angry one of us is, we always kiss goodnight now.
3. The bed:  First off, yes at 29 going on 30 years old I still sleep with a stuffed bear.  I can’t help it, it makes me feel better and my husband doesn’t complain about it.  Second, those are pet stairs at the foot of the bed.  The damned cat refuses to use them, but I’m afraid that she will give up all hope of getting up onto the bed if I move them.
4. My Coach purse:  This is the most expensive and extravagant purse that I own.  I really never get to use it because it’s basically just a clutch and doesn’t have anywhere near enough space in it, but it’s mine and I love it. 
5. The artwork:  It’s a digital image of The Devil and an Angel playing chess with humans.  Let’s face it, isn’t that how it feels sometimes.  On either side are a couple of my favorite dragons.  These aren’t in the bedroom right now, but my husband and I have plans to buy some more artwork and I get the feeling that this one, dark as it may seem, may end up in the bedroom at some point. 

Five Things I am Into:  (In no particular order)

1. Reading:  I’m very into the reading.  I have about 6 bookcases of various sizes to prove my love of reading.  They are all full of my books.  I will attempt to read anything.  I love the classics.  It took me forever to get through Vanity Fair because of  the style it was written in, but I did it and I felt really good about it.  I’ve discovered since I’m not working that I’m picking up a lot of non-fiction books like Don’t Know Much about Mythology and books like that.  Stuff I feel like I should know, but maybe I don’t.  My husband may occupy one half of a shelf on one of the bookcases.  To be fair though, he occupies a good part of the closets with his boxes full of comic books.
2. Body art:  Even if I’m not covered in tattoos and piercings I love to pick up magazines about such.  I have been known to walk into a tattoo studio to just look around and see what other people are getting.  The people who work in these shops seem OK with me doing that.  I don’t do it every week or anything but I’ve done it more than once.  I also have a list of tattoos that I want to get.  I’ve taken the idea to several shops to have them drawn up (I can’t draw and I don’t know any of my friends who can) and have the prices quoted so that I know what I’m working up to.  A lot of people don’t like tattoos and piercings.  They say that if you weren’t meant to be covered in ink and piercings than God would have given them to you.  I say if he didn’t want me to have them, he wouldn’t have given me a blank canvas to work with.
3. Music:  I love music.  There is a song for every mood, thought, and feeling.  Music can be inspiring.  Music can bring you out of a funk, and occassionally it can work you into one.  I can’t live without music.  I listen to it everyday.  I know a lot of people who listen to talk radio and audio books, but words just distract me.  Music though, that’s like a heartbeat.  Actually, a heartbeat is music.   
4. Dragons:  If dragons were real, I would want to own one.  But since they aren’t my husband humors me by buying me just about anything that is a dragon.  I’m picky about my dragons though.  I don’t like Asian dragons because they look too much like snakes (I’m afraid of snakes).  If it doesn’t have wings, then it’s not really a dragon.  My husband isn’t the only one who indulges me in this dragon fixation, most of my friends and my parents do too, but my husband tends to take on the brunt of this collection.
5. Photography:  My dad is a professional photographer and I think he always hoped that I would follow.  I’m reluctant photographer.  I tend to look at something after it happens and wish that I had taken a picture of it.  I try to go for the arty pictures, and they always come out blurry.  I prefer black and white to color.  Black and white makes you think about what you’re looking at.  It’s just nicer to look at sometimes, at least in my opinion.

Five Things I Have Always Wanted to do:  (In no particular order)

1. Bungee jump:  I don’t know why.  I don’t even know if people do this anymore.  Falling has never scared me though.  Flying, now that scares the crap out of me, but if I had to jump from a plane, I would probably feel a rush that could not even be described.
2. Travel:  I want to go to Europe.  Problem is I’m afraid to fly and I have claustrophobia.  These are two things that don’t bode well with an 8 hour flight across an ocean.  There is also the lack of money thing.  I’m good with flying within the country, but across an ocean and I can feel the panic attack right now. 
3. Write:  I know, I’m writing now.  I want to be able to write a book or a story or an article.  I guess I’m saying that I want to be published.  Maybe this technically counts.  Maybe I want people to have to pay for what I’m writing.  I want to be paid for writing something.  Wow, I’m babbling.
4. Drive a Dodge Viper:  I know it’s silly, but the first time I saw this car I fell in love.  Or maybe it’s lust, anyway something guides me to this car.  It is my dream car.  I want it, I want to be inside of it.
5. Work a clutch:  I have tried over and over to drive a manual transmission car.  It never ends well for the car.  I’m convinced that if I can learn to work the damned clutch in a car than I can finally learn to ride a motorcycle and perhaps I won’t die in a fiery wreck.