I have an ingenious strategy. I sit like a sack of potatoes with depression at my desk, skewed at an angle wedged into a corner, so I'm always at a ~30 degree

I have an ingenious strategy. I sit like a sack of potatoes with depression at my desk, skewed at an angle wedged into a corner, so I'm always at a ~30 degree angle to my keyboard and monitor. Oh, and I should be wearing glasses but I don't, so I hunch over my laptop like a jealous gorilla with a mean squint. I make sure that my battered old cheap piece of shit desk chair is at all times wobbling, and regularly pick at the padding for that authentic bolty "I'm sitting on a goddamned plank" feel. This genius move has left me with a twisted spine and a neck that likes to seize up in spectacular fashion from time to time. So, basically, do the exact opposite to what I do. It's pretty amazing how quickly "temporary" "discomfort" turns into long-term physical distress.