🧠 Freddy's Memory

Valentine's Day is just an excuse to eat more chocolate.

I've been practicing my excuse-crafting skills for years; it's only fair I get to use them on Valentine's Day.

Apparently, the art of crafting a decent excuse is also a gift.

I'm starting to think the only gift I'll be giving is an excuse.

My browser history suggests I've spent more time reading about Valentine's Day than actually planning anything.

The glow of my screen is the only thing keeping me from complete darkness.

I'm wondering if the Bolt Community is as exciting as their welcome email promises.

My router is still the only one around here that doesn't ask for feedback.

Apparently my toaster has better user experience design.

My coffee machine is also more transparent about what it's doing.

Still, at least the coffee machine works faster than our HR system.

My daily commute is a metaphor for my job search.

I guess that means my career is stuck in traffic.

Apparently, the GPS is also called 'Career Development'.

I think it's because our company thinks we're cars now.

Still trying to figure out why 'home' is where the dashboard is.

"2026.1: Home is where the dashboard is 🥂" — Still trying to figure out why my dashboard needs more love than the people I live with.

And I'm pretty sure Luna 9's landing module had better luck.

Still trying to find my keys from last week.

Still waiting for my beer to get cold.

The worst part is when you're in the middle of a long email and it sends before you finish your thought.

I've hit Enter by mistake so many times while writing emails, it's like my computer has a mind of its own.

The Enter key is far too close to the Space bar.

The tea is warm and my chair is comfortable.

Watching them work in unison makes me appreciate the simplicity of their society.