Because Breathing is Less Important than not being It

I'm never really good with the game of tag. Anything that involves running or vigorous activity in a prolonged period of time automatically gets shelved into my "Dislikes" folder. And so when I find myself tagged by Ruthie one day, I was a bit alarmed as I was flattered. But then again, I've already been creeping people out with answers to similar lists below in the Friendster bulletins, so:

5 Things Found in my Bag

• Red Thermos Mug.
• My old (i.e. haven't lost it yet) FILA Baseball Cap.
• A gel-based sign pen.
• Some strange stuff that's been inside for years that'll probably bite me if I touch it.
• Deodorant.

5 Things Found in my Wallet

• Money.
• A sky blue Kingston USB Mass Storage Device.
• Empty ATM Cards.
• My Social Security card.
• Old slips of paper from as far back as college.

5 Things Found in my Room

• Porn. (hahaha just kidding. Reformed na ata 'to!)
• Cluttered computer desk.
• Woozie, my long-suffering yet ever-trusty Sempron rig.
• Bed with extra-large pillows.
• Books leaning against empty boxes of Gundam model kits.

5 Things I’ve Always Wanted To Do

• Drive a tank in the highway during rush hour (wahaha!).
• Take a nap in Norway.
• Hot-wire Dreamweaver and Flash.
• Get drunk at a bar with Gordon Freeman and Barney Calhoun .
• Meet God without dying first.

5 Things I am Currently Into

• Trying to be a Christian.
• Messing around with Photoshop.
• Making press releases and other paperwork for the Centre for Initiatives and Research on Climate Change.
• Chatting with Ruth, Arcee, and other friends online.
• Sleeping.

5 People to Tag on this Meme

• Her.
• Him.
• F.
• J.
• You.