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5/10, 4chan is best viewed mobile and HTML can suck my ****

I have suffered greatly but I have made it. The first week of the new internship is over. And today nobody told me that the company closes at 4pm instead of 4:30pm. So this little idiot wasted nearly half an hour in the office when he could have been on the road already.

Dumbasses.

In other news, I stuck to my schedule and went to the gym again today. And I took the Xiaomi with me, and then I installed Clover, the 4chan browsing app. This was a big improvement to gym life. I’m obviously talking about high-standing boards like /sci/ or innocent sounding ones like /mlp/. I definitely didn’t browse /b/ “pics you shouldn’t share” threads. Not me. I would never do such a thing in public! What would the world think of me? They would go home and tell their partners, children, neighbours, whatever about the weird long-haired bearded young man who watched porn on the treadmill.

And that is why browsing /b/ in public is better than browsing it at home.

I also tried myself at HTML again and wrote a couple of files to port this blog over to HTML-only. WordPress is just too damn convenient for me. If I have to edit the files with vim on the server maybe I’ll put more effort into it. We’ll see. It’s not done by a longshot, and people complain to me when I miss a day so I’ll stick to WP for now.

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Gym schedule

Up until April 24th, 2017, I used to go to the gym Monday/Wednesday/Friday every week. I didn’t get buff or especially fit, but it was enough so I wasn’t out of breath after climbing two flights of stairs up to my apartment.

Then I stopped. I don’t remember why. My go-to excuse is that preparation for the final exam at vocational school as well as preparation for the project paper I had to write and presentation about said project I had to give was exhausting that I couldn’t make it to the gym anymore.

But that’s not what happened. Vocational school, or at least what I took from it (/how invested I was in it), was a joke. I didn’t really prepare for it, and while I did pass, I just barely passed with as little effort as possible. And I didn’t put in much effort into the project paper, either. I wrote it during the last three possible days I had left until the deadline, copying every clever wording I could find.

So why did I stop going? It’s not because I suddenly lost interest, or because there were people there that made me uncomfortable. No. As best as I can remember, (and my memory never was the best, I barely know what I ate last week) I missed one day, one day where I didn’t go when I really should have, and then I was like: well, now it doesn’t matter anymore if I go or not. And that led to me not going for nearly a whole year, losing everything I had worked for (in the gym) in the two years prior, and on top of that also gaining 15kg (that’s 33 pounds for my American friends).

So now I’m going again. And I’ll try to stick to my self-imposed three-days-a-week schedule, because that’s how I (seem to work) best under.

We’ll see how it works out.