This is also known as “Should I rethink the career choice of comedian?”

So today I was watching Demitri Martin’s If I  on youtube.  This won’t be as funny to those who actually have lives and don’t watch comedians on youtube all day.  For those of you who A) read my idiocy and B) (which unfortunately makes a cool smile face on the computer) know this joke, this part will probably maybe make you laugh.  So I get to the point system part in his joke, and I think “Damn, I should do that.  It could refocus my shitty, unorganized life.”  So I decided to make my own version on his point system.  This is what it looks like: 

Adding a picture is actually a joke within this entire fucked up joke, but I will skip the explaining portion of the joke for the entirety of the joke. 

Okay, so this was my point system:

POINT SYSTEM

                                                                             Possible, Earned

+BODY                                                                          20,

-EXERCISE FOR 30 MINS                                           10,

• Wallsits for 5 mins (w/breaks)                       2,
• 50 jumping jacks                                               2,
• Slimming Stretches for 20 mins                     2,
• 10 push-ups                                                       2,
• Fencing stance for 5 mins                               2,

-DIET                                                                           10,

• 2 Glasses of water                                            2,
• Breakfast                                                            2,
• Lunch                                                                   2,
• Dinner                                                                  2, 
• Only one Pop                                                      2,

+CREATIVE OUTPUT                                                  20,

-WRITING                                                                    10,

• Poet of Blood 30 mins                                      2,
• Poetry 10 mins                                                  2,
• Memory Shall Remain 10 mins                       2,
• Brainstorm 20 mins                                          2,
• Gamerstuck bios                                               2,

I think that was it, but I have no idea.  Why?  Because at this point, I said “Fuck, I’ll never do any of this shit.” and torn the stupid thing up. Thirty minutes later, I fished it out of the garbage bag I have next to my home, I mean computer, and found…most of it.   I decided it would be a great interesting post for my useless fucking tumblr.  Then I realised, “Why the fuck do I have a tumblr?”  But that is for a later post.  For now, I will explain some of these things, as a lot are fucking confusing out of context. (Side-comment, if the numbers are not lined up, fuck this site.  If they are, it is because I tediously and meticulously lined them all up using the preview function because in the original preview when I had them lined up on my submittion…thing, they were scattered like a mapping of my sanity [very lame/bad joke inserted previously]  So I fixed it so the preview was correct.  Let us hope that it is for my sake.  Edit:  They were not lined up, so I changed it.  I’m a neat freak when it doesn’t matter…EDIT 2:  FUCK THE NUMBERS, THEY ARE HORRIBLE, UNRULY NOOKSUCKERS WHO CAN BURN IN WHICHEVER LAYER OF HELL IS APPROPRIATE FOR DISOBEDIENCE.  GOGDAMMIT ALL.) 

Exercise: I’M NOT FIT.  That basically explains it all.  I want to be fit, but sitting on a computer chair reading fanfiction and watching comedy sounds like a lot of fun….

Diet:  I DON’T EAT WELL. I don’t even have basic meals.  I eat when I want.  I never eat breakfast, hardly eat lunch, and pig out at dinner.  NOT HEALTHY.  I’m not fat though, so I guess the fencing is doing some work on this useless vessel.

Writing:  I’m a writer.  A lazy one.  So, I hoped this would move things along.  Poet of Blood is a book I am working on.  I have the ending planned, the characters set, I know who dies, why people die, who kills who,….sort of.  I’ve laid out silly little riddles that lead to the killer that no one but my twin who is forced to hear all of my shitty ideas will know.  That is all there is to say on the matter.

 I like poetry, but I misplace all of my poetry.  I hate that.  Why can’t the fucking notebook stay in the bag I put them in.  I swear some asshole is stealing my work because it is good.  Yeah, I’m egotistical, deal with it.  

Memory shall remain is a hetalia/saw fanfiction I’ve been writing.  I’ve left it alone for an entire year….Uh oh, guess who cares?  Apparently my “fans” care, so I think I’ll finish it….sometimes….GIVE ME A BREAK, YOU DON’T PAY ME!  -awkward stare-  Sorry about that….

Brainstorming helps me write.  End of story.

Gamerstuck is a Homestuck AU my siblings are helping me create. My sister is supposed to be drawing the characters, but is too fucking busy re-playing every Silent Hill game.  Just draw one character…just one…maybe then I won’t accidentally break the playstation 2. (She is ready to kill me as is, since the ps2 is her child.)  Anyway, if you wish to know more about the story, remind me to complain about it later.

Well, that is all I had to ramble about today, maybe I will post more about my book, my fanfiction, or my AU if people ask about it….but who in this world would do that?