the reminder came up on the screen to put on and tighten my wii remote wrist strap and i just kind of scoffed at it and ranted for a little bit. “put on my wrist strap? no. fuck your wrist strap. i don’t need it. i’m not gonna throw the fucking thing across the room. it’s not gonna magically fly out of my hand and into a vase or my mannequin friend like your picture so implies. no. i’m not a fucking idiot. i know how to fucking hold something.”
then just silently contemplated my remote before sighing and putting on the straps, whispering to myself “ugh. fine. babysit me.”
