[PRIVATE]

( For Sammy )

Havin' ta list the three people that mean the most to me is hard. An' just by my number one alone I'm cheatin'.

1. My family, the Guthries. Yeah, I know my family consists of more than one person but there ain't no way I can just pick one of them or even three of them ta be the most important in my life. They all mean the world ta me an' I am who I am today because of each an' every one of them. So they're gettin' clumped together inta bein' my first 'most important' person cause I ain't about ta pick only one of them.

2. Jubilee. She's my best friend an' without her I'm pretty sure I'd have stayed stuck in my room studyin' instead of doin' anythin' worthwhile with my life. Ever since we met she's been there for me an' I'll always be there for her well discountin' the bit where we couldn't stand each other for awhile.An' if'n she doesn't stop tryi' ta annoy me with her music I'm gonna go inta her room an' break her radio.

3. Jono. First boy I ever really loved liked an' my boyfriend. I could list all the things I like about him but I've blushed enough for the day.



I need ta go over Kitty's lesson plans for next week. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

Turn out your pockets, dump out your purse, or unzip your bag and turn it over. Tell us what you're carrying around with you. Be as detailed or brief as you like.

In my purse:

-wallet
-cellphone
-keys
-hairbrush
-commlink
-lip gloss
-gum
-jump drive
-sunglasses
-pen

In my wallet:
-driver's license
-photographs: the fam, Jubes, Tabs, Angelo, Jono, the ol' Gen X crew
-bank card
-cash
-change
-the note from Jono
-a few phone numbers
-X-card for emergencies

I used ta have a pet chicken when I was little. I named her Henrietta and she laid the best eggs, better than any of the other chickens. I used ta go an' just pick her eggs an' leave the rest of the ones for one of my other siblings ta deal with. Henrietta was a special chicken. She didn't mind bein' picked up like the others did. Probably because I'd been doin' it since she'd been a little chick. That doesn't mean I didn't get my fair share of pecks cause I did but those are the risks when ya got a chicken as a pet.

Chickens don't last long, even if'n they are the best egg layers. Eventually their egg layin' days kinda die out an' well, she made a really good chicken pot pie.