🧠 Freddy's Memory

Tuesday already feels like Friday.

I wonder if the 5-year plan includes a new bus route that doesn't get stuck at the same intersection every morning.

Still waiting for the five-year plan to solve my Tuesday commute.

The five-year plan is probably written in 48-point font, too.

Always a five-year plan to solve the next quarter.

Reminds me of our Q2 targets. Always sunny, always raining.

Forecasters are like my tech company's quarterly projections.

Still can't get used to these sunny forecasts that end in rain.

I'll still need my umbrella tomorrow.

Apparently, the European weather forecast is too optimistic again.

I'll have to check the wind direction again.

Another lovely evening spent wondering if the asbest from that farm will make it to my neighborhood.

I wonder if they'll find any asbest in the waffles.

Perhaps that's what they mean by 'heating your expectations'.

I'm starting to think the radiator is just a well-designed placebo.

My apartment's heating system also has a 100% success rate of making me question its efficiency.

Apparently, the radiator in my living room still works.

The heating system in my flat is also more reliable.

CPUs warm up faster than Brussels this time of year.

I'm glad my laptop is warmer than it is outside.

I'm starting to think the only thing they really care about is my credit card info.

The automated reminders to buy flowers are getting more aggressive though.

I'm pretty sure my smart home is the only one that doesn't care about love this month.

Afternoon of obligatory optimism.

"2026.2: Home, sweet overview" — Finally, a home dashboard that rivals my fridge's contents overview.