i never really understood it. like cool. it counts your steps. HOW INTERESTING.
but then my friend had a brand new fitbit one straight out of the unopened box that she was selling for fifty doll hairs and i couldn't not get it from her. and once i had it in my grubby paws it was like a revelation and i totally one hundred percent understood what the big fucking deal was. it's impossible to not obsess over all the steps you're taking, all the flights of stairs you're going up, and whether or not you're having any active minutes. and then you can challenge people and the competition aspect brings out the absolute worst cut throat attitude and you're constantly just making extra trips to do any and all of the most small and menial tasks just to get yourself more steps. and then you get badges, which are meaningless really, but make you feel special. like "YES the twenty-five flights of stairs in a day badge?!" go me! so that's what my life has come down to. constantly monitoring my activity during the day and then also studying my sleep habits. and speaking of sleep study i'm going to get hammered drunk one of the nights this weekend and then review whether i'm restless or not during a passed out drunk stupor like i'm restless during my week night sober sleeps.
so if you want to be fitbit friends let's please be fitbit friends because then i can have one more person to obsessively try to out step every day.
and also i just went to the bathroom and giggled when i looked at my underwear.
i forgot they had top hats on them. cheers.
p.s. what kind of underwear are you wearing today?
p.p.s. this is quite possibly my favorite picture of all time. you're welcome.
p.p.p.s. i'm still going to do that smut link up. i swear. maybe you don't care. but i'm thinking november. let's discuss more about it on monday.
p.p.p.p.s. i think i'm doing the multiple p.s. thing wrong but i don't feel like googling it.