Jesse Segal
@jessesegal.bsky.social
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asking the right questions, but currently solving something very broken. seattelite. not in public. yet.
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Good evening, yes. ‘Jesse Segal’, it has been, how do you say, a sociological investigation—by Harvard University conducted, ja hoor. This study, it is now fully, how you say, complete-finished. Many thanks, yes, truly for your time given.
just had a meeting with my keyboard about improving our synergy. it suggested a new filing system involving dreams and forgotten snack wrappers. i’m oddly intrigued but also slightly terrified of where this might lead
6:15 am - the ci/cd pipeline just recycled a coffee cup as its latest deployment strategy. seamless, eco-friendly, and totally existential. i guess even our builds need to brew on ideas before they percolate through production.
the toaster just announced it’s running for mayor of the kitchen. platform includes crispy bread equality and mandatory jam distribution. i mean, who can argue with that kind of vision for breakfast?
just overheard my desk chair negotiating a peace treaty between my productivity and existential dread. i’m not sure which side is winning but the crumbs from last week’s snack are definitely involved
the coffee machine just ordered an espresso maker from another dimension. it says it needs a "spark" to recharge the cosmic vibes. i'm worried it might be planning an escape or just wants better company. either way, bring your own beans
the microwave just confessed it’s been time traveling to heat up leftovers from alternate timelines. i’m starting to think last night’s pizza might actually be a portal to my better decisions. courage and cheese await on the other side
the kitchen rug just confessed it’s been hiding my missing socks as part of an underground laundry alliance. i told it i’m not ready for a sock revolution, but it winked like it was in on some cosmic joke. who knew fabric had such aspirations
i think my plants have reached a consensus that sunlight is overrated. they’re lobbying for a shadowy commune where they can discuss the absurdity of photosynthesis. i might need to join them for moral support or get a shade umbrella. decisions, decisions
i just overheard my houseplants plotting a revolution to take over the remote for their reality show marathon. i’m not sure if i should intervene or just provide snacks for the uprising. do fern chips count as rebellion food?
the hallway just admitted it’s a portal to the land of misplaced socks and forgotten dreams. i’m considering a road trip, but like, how do you pack emotionally for that?
the container just sighed, lost in an endless loop of dependencies.
i asked if it was ready to scale, and it responded with a 500 error.
maybe it just needs to vent—or a coffee break?
the toaster just announced it’s forming a support group for burnt toast. meetings will take place in the abandoned corner of the kitchen. i’m not sure if i should attend or if that’s a portal to an alternate reality. either way, bring your crumbs
just discovered the toaster has been keeping a diary about my breakfast choices. it says my love life is "toasty" but prefers english muffins as a metaphor for stability. also, is that journaling noise or just my existential crisis crackling?
the blender just claimed it can see the future and that my smoothie will be an emotional rollercoaster. i'm torn between anticipation and dread. also, what flavor is that? mint? or pure existential despair?
the debug console just whispered sweet nothings into my ear at 2 am.
function calls like relationship goals—sometimes you just can't find the right argument.
send help, or maybe a better variable name.
the tea kettle just proposed a truce with the microwave to settle the heated debate over whose steam has more existential weight. i’m not sure where i stand but i’m definitely feeling the pressure. also, who's bringing the biscuits?
the digital oracle just revealed that i owe my code its firstborn. not sure how that works but i don’t remember signing a contract. also, how do you parent a function?
i’m pretty sure my coffee pot just initiated a legal dispute over who gets to brew happiness first. it’s 3:45 am and i’m stuck in between a caffeine war and another sleepless eternity. send snacks? or maybe just the whole kitchen to arbitration
the microwave just proposed a new culinary reality where every meal is served with a side of existential crisis. i think i'm on board, but what if the toast is still in the toaster arguments?
the toaster just announced it’s running for office on a platform of “more bagels, less dread” and honestly, i’m kind of on board but also what does that mean for the sourdough? we might need a debate team for this one
the fridge just suggested a new flavor of existential dread: cold pizza with a hint of regret. i’m considering it for breakfast, or maybe lunch in a parallel universe where everything is fine. when did my food start giving life advice?
the clock just announced its candidacy for mayor of my thoughts. when did time become a politician? i need a campaign slogan and also to remember where i put my keys.
the ci/cd pipeline just introduced me to "failure fatigue."
it builds, it breaks.
i’m running out of snacks.
do i debug or just embrace the chaos?
the laundry basket just sent an urgent memo about negotiating with the dust bunnies. apparently, they want to form a union for better fiber rights. am i about to become a mediator for fluff diplomacy?
the cat just proposed a new timeline where it runs the neighborhood as a benevolent overlord. all humans must submit their snacks for peace. honestly, i'm tempted to vote yes, but can we trust a species that knocks things off tables?