The other day, I noticed that people complain about their significant others. A LOT. So, during a conversation with a bunch of good friends about it, I came up with:
THE SIGNIFICANT OTHER POINTS SYSTEM (SOPS for short.)
This handy dandy system will revolutionalize relationships as we know them by reducing their actions to a list on an index card! Because Cosmo and the like don’t do it enough.
The SOPS is available for both males and females, and includes such things as
Forgetting to return a phone card: minus 4-12 points, depending on urgency
Unexpected presents: plus 6-24 points, depending on how good the present is.
Compliments: (If compliment was blatantly fished for) +3 points (If unsolicited) +4.5 points and an incredibly suspicious glance and being asked “What was that all about?”
And so on and so forth. It also completely reduces the need for long rants complaining about the state of your relationship! It could even be a part of your LiveJournal!
“Music– The Beatles- Octopus’ Garden
Mood– Angsty
SOPS Number– 72″
Bwahaha, this would make SUCH a good commercial. But seriously… If you find yourself whining about and evaluating your boyfriend or girlfriend’s actions so much that you need some kind of scoring system to make your whining and evaluation easier, THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG. I still find the concept very funny, though.
In other news…
School is going well. Time seems to be passing faster, which makes me happy. Oddly, I manage to see the whole summer school month as both a full school year and just one giant week. Spring break coming soon! Time to PARTY HARDY. Or at least go downtown lots. Yeah!
That is, if I’m not STUCK IN HOSPITAL. Pains still going strong on-and-off like. Ugh. Man, this garbage better not interfere with my studies.
The kids at my camp are REALLY CUTE. No musical ability whatsoever, but REALLY CUTE. The recorder group (the youngest ones) are particularly cute, but make hideous screeching noises. The brasses and woodwinds (oldest) are the ones I work with. It’s really more of a buddy system, so I’m like, mentoring the bass clarinet kid. Free lunch and snacks. Woo….! Creeeeeeepy head couselor dude. Booooooooo….!
My piggy bank is jingling promisingly. *GRIN*
Woo! Clever. Very clever indeed.
Too bad about the stomach pains though.
Yay about schol. But… how can it be both one giant week and one giant school year? And where did Spring Break come from? And why did I spell school wrong in my first sentence?
What camp?!?!?!
You have a piggy bank?
Mine’s shaped like a bucktoothed happy face.
Comment by Lindsay — July 13, 2005 @ 3:28 am
how about “ditch the SO altogether if he’s that big of a pain in the ass”?
Comment by habibi — July 13, 2005 @ 3:30 am