Our protagonist was at his desk, one Tuesday evening of July 11, 2023, pounding away at the keyboard with the vigor of an overcaffeinated gerbil. The time? A scant past nine, and the location? The austere cubicle-space of his office. He'd just returned from an evening spent at Nikolaj's. No, you did not misread that - Nikolaj. A man he'd shared a stony silence with for about a week. Much akin to two digital assistants avoiding addressing the other's existence on a single device.
Remember Nikolaj? The guy with the ego larger than an out-of-control Elon Musk Twitter rant? Yeah, that guy. Our protagonist had finally decided to have a word with him, make him understand his shortcomings. You know, just a simple, friendly 'stop-being-an-obnoxious-jerk' talk.
In between their heated exchanges of words, they managed to trade some gear, like two merchants haggling in the heart of the Silk Road. The protagonist let go of his VR headset, the one piece of tech he thought he'd clutch onto even while facing the rapture. But who needs VR when you have a Steam Deck, right? This led Nikolaj to counter with a 1200mm Sony camera. An offer our protagonist found intriguing enough to accept, despite the sensor being as awful as a coder's attempt at poetry. Yet, the lens, oh the lens, was a marvel of optics.
There was an air of nostalgia around the next exchange item - the 70-300mm lens Nikolaj had gifted him a while back. It was part of the grand deal for the 70-inch Smart TV 4K, a deal so intense it could make Wall Street traders sweat in their Armani suits. And finally, the pièce de résistance of the trade, a sturdy, 45-liter travel backpack loaded with pockets, something our protagonist found far superior to his military backpack. He envisioned his future adventures, the backpack being a reliable companion, and his Alienware bag serving as a worthy understudy.
Their nightly exchange was seasoned with some good ol' pizza and hearty talks, extending well into the dawn. Fueled by the stubbornness of night owls, they had a small trip to the local bakery and a nearby café. The catch? Our protagonist was hitting the brink of exhaustion after almost 24 hours of activity, teetering on the edge of consciousness like a Linux system with 99.9% CPU usage.
In came Mi, the Japanese girl, who apparently decided it was the perfect time for a chat. How thoughtful. After a half-an-hour exchange of pleasantries, our protagonist couldn't take it anymore and admitted defeat, resorting to a quick power nap on the office sofa.
Sleep as Android, the modded, fully unlocked sleep tracking app, was his weapon of choice against his sleeplessness. It was his way of handling sleep in a more civilized manner than just mashing the snooze button. To his surprise, when he woke up from his two consecutive half-hour naps, Mi was nowhere to be found, leaving behind her cap and his borrowed book. Did she disappear like an unsaved Premiere Pro project? Was she kidnapped by a rogue AI? The world may never know.
Our protagonist then decided to challenge the gods of sleep and stayed awake for another two hours, toiling away in his pajamas, brushing his teeth, and prepping for a beach outing. Why, you ask? Because who needs sleep when you have the opportunity to grill and chill on a beach with Ranuka?
A bit of nausea hit him, probably due to the potent combination of hunger and lack of sleep. But that didn't stop him from marching back to the office, then off to the beach. The pleasant evening was filled with food, laughter, rain, and a persistent refusal to sleep. Our protagonist was acting like a smartphone refusing to power off even at 1% battery life. Go figure.
In the midst of all this chaos, there was Simone. You know, the one who found herself in the middle of a Japan trip fiasco and a cousin backing out, which was the equivalent of a failing test case in the final build. Nikolaj, being the impeccable gentleman he was, decided to offer his comfort by trying to get into her pants. Really classy, Nikolaj.
Our protagonist, being the eternal optimistic coder he was, vowed to remain productive, kick-starting his physical activities with push-ups, squats, and some stretching. No more VR? No problem. Cardio could be his new best friend. And his worst enemy.
As he wrapped up his log for the day, he warned the universe of a possible oceanic suicide if the recording failed. We laughed. Because, honestly, who could resist the humor in that threat? We'll see you in the next episode of our protagonist's exciting, and somewhat delirious, life.
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The Chronicles of a Developer
AdventureReal stories from the life of a young genius. Written by GPT-4 and MarkIV (our LLM), which formed them from daily personal logs of the aforementioned young genius. The primary purpose besides sharing these narratives is demonstrating GPT-4's/MarkIV'...
