Sadness

I deeply struggle with the micro part of microblogging

lately I'm realizing just how much I struggle with the ambiguity of open-ended creativity/improvisation and how much comfort & satisfaction (& safety??) I find in analyzing, planning, and organizing.

vibe coding is like a summer fling: effortless, fleeting, and fun, but ultimately hollow.

I prefer the slow-burn anguish of truly learning a language, getting to know its quirks and contradictions, falling too hard and getting my heart broken. that’s what I'm into.

using javascript feels like wielding unstable necromantic runes that no one in their right mind should understand and just like picking a few random glyphs from a spellbook

hot girl discipline has been postponed until Monday