6⁄❓ ➡️ Erasing Summer᠄ Makové Slíže, Sprcha, and the Great Reset

> [!check] This is a page out of [[What Is Grail Diary|Grail Diary]]. ### `Čas`: 11:40:15 (Tuesday, 1 September 2026 / 244) ###### Mood Rating: 8 All right, so here is live coverage of the mounting of elektrickí Brawčomer once again after some hiatus. We're trying to pretend that the summer of 2026 did not exist, in fact that the entire previous year did not exist, and in fact that the entire previous decade did not exist. We're starting all over here on the first day of autumn 2026, so it's time to face the music on elektrickí Brawčomer. The poor, noble Chinese slab also got flustered during the heatwaves; it just stopped working properly. But as soon as the heatwaves (of course caused by my moral implosions) went away, the functionality of elektrickí Brawčomer got restored. Hopefully that's going to continue now, but the values will be absolutely atrocious. I don't exclude that I have exceeded the 100-kilo barrier. I'm looking at when the most recent measurement was, and that was back on August 29th. If my mathematics is correct, that was three days ago, and it was 98.35 kilos, making me 12 kilos overweight. I was already below 94 kilos at the start of the summer, but then all this immense stress of the summer started. So yeah: • Sádlo v Ťeľe: an atrocious 30.7%, which should be below 20% • brawčoví Vek: 51 years instead of the Goodwinesque perpetual age of 39 So let's give it a try now. I really believe it can be over 100 even now, so let's try it. There was a slight hesitation from elektrickí Brawčomer, and it only succeeded on the second try of the measurement. Yes, I'm creeping towards 100 kilos, just as expected after the aberrations from the last few days. The weight is now 99.35 kilos, Sádlo v Ťeľe got even worse to 30.8%, and brawčoví Vek dropped, ironically, to 50 years. It's very bad, but I must hope that the only way to go from here is down for those metrics. I rated this mood rating 8 because the excellent progress in Vďibňík 3.0 workflows really overshadows everything bad that happened this Vormittag, especially the stupid quarrels with the programmer. Garlic even sent me a Signal message (a `Signalát`, I guess I will have to call it). He got me to install Signal, which part of my German family also uses, including my mother and sister. They have WhatsApp too, but they seem to prefer Signal for some reason. This friend of mine, Garlic, who introduced me to Windows 3.11 back in the day, uses Signal and resolutely rejects WhatsApp, so I installed it to be able to spam him. I spammed him last night with the first couple of Krmivo Analyst Vďibňík posts, and he replied today asking whether there is a summary. I replied that of course there is a summary, and instantly it occurred to me that the summary by itself is not enough: below the summary on that page, the individual meal files containing those analyses should be transcluded. Now it's truly a comprehensive page showing the Lunabotka summary analysis at the end of the day, with the four meals that happened yesterday transcluded below it in chronological sequence. Those are some great improvements. Also, I called the nice, frail little cleaning lady about the makové slíže and the donation of the bean soup. Unfortunately, she's not even working in the cafeteria today, so who knows what will happen, but she said she'd be having lunch there herself and would communicate my desire to fetch those makové slíže. As to the bean soup, I will simply dispatch it into the school's latrína if it's still there. I just can't touch it: Nero Wolfe wouldn't touch a hamburger either. Yeah, and I've also managed to shave, but of course it's almost noon now, so it's been very slow, all of this. I get delayed all the time by new arriving messages and so on. But at least I've managed to shave after a week or so. And as I was doing so (of course I only use the electric razor; who has time to fiddle with soap and foam and such silly things?), I was struck by just how monstrously hideous my cattle face is. It's just unbeatably hideous, and no wonder: I'm an animal inside, so then of course I'm also an animal outside, especially in the face. That's, I think, what Chekhov used to say. So yeah, my hideousness from inside gets also displayed in full abhorrent manifestation outside. My skin has always been atrocious, but now after these incessant junk food orgies over the last few days (and basically throughout the summer), my skin is even worse now on the face and elsewhere too. I'm basically an animal who shouldn't even venture to go outside to meet people or to be among people, but makové slíže overrule that consideration, and I need to go outside and fetch them. The minimum viable pôst has now been reached with spades: at 11am it hit 12 hours, so it has now been ongoing for 13 hours because it is exactly noon as I'm dictating this. It will take some time until I arrive in the school cafeteria. I'm taking the dark red Schopenhauerian obedár along, but it will serve for tomorrow's lunch, whereas I will eat makové slíže directly from the plate today. Hopefully the situation stabilizes from here on, but who knows? It is certainly nice that the new fasting chain starts on the very first day of autumn in September, a nice, neat arrangement, and hopefully I can keep it. A few days ago I vowed I would never eat another citrónovo-feferónková polievka at Podzáhradní Vietnamci before I fix my financial app (Itaprasapka), but I am willing to break that vow today. I would just like to celebrate the arrival of autumn at the start of September by having the citrónovo-feferónková polievka at Podzáhradní Vietnamci after the makové slíže, especially because I skipped breakfast. I think that could be it for krmivo for today: 1. Makové slíže in the school cafeteria 2. The glorious bowl of soup 3. Only one or two fľaštičky of Actimel at 5pm to launch today's pôst Let's see whether that happens that way or not. We'll see. I must also say I'm remarkably fresh right now, considering I only had a poloviční jaskinní spánok. I think that's adrenaline, both from the improvements in Vdubnik 3.0 workflows and from the shouting match with the programmer. He made me so furious. It is not so bad when someone doesn't know something, but when they don't want to admit they don't know it and even blame you for telling them, well, that's the worst thing. He really made me furious, and I guess thanks to that I don't feel any major fatigue right now. I'll be going to Vlčia Kúpeľňa now to take a long-overdue vlčia sprcha, my first in five or six days. That should refresh me even more, especially since I use those refreshing sprchové gél. Once that is done, let's see. I should be able to conduct at least the minimum viable Pochod of three kilometers. That way, the PPD metric (at least one Pochod per day) gets a good start in September, with the first Pochod completed on the very first day of the month. ### Highlights - `vlčí Sarkofážňik` resumed `eletrickí Brawčomer` tracking after the summer hiatus; after a second-try weigh-in, he reached 99.35 kg, 30.8% body fat, and a metabolic age of 50, and hopes the numbers will start falling again. - He gave the moment a mood rating of 8 because progress in `Vďibňík 3.0` workflows outweighed the `Vormittag`’s negatives, including a major quarrel with the programmer. - `Garlic` got him onto Signal, which led to a useful upgrade of the Krmivo analysis Vďibňík page for yesterday: a summary plus transcluded meal files in chronological order. - Food plans include fetching `makové Slíže` from the school cafeteria, possibly having `citrónovo-feferónková Poľiewka` at `podzáhradní Vietnamci` afterward, and maybe only one or two `Fľašťički` of Actimel at 5 p.m. to launch the next `Pôst`. - He shaved for the first time in nearly a week, felt grim about his appearance and skin, then planned a long-overdue `vlčia Sprcha` (including washing `Kotrba`) and a minimum 3-km `Pochod` to kick off September’s `PPD` metric of at least 1 `Pochod` per day.