I still don’t understand why Jetpack on the Android sucks so much. I also don’t know why I keep giving it a chance instead of using the Kiwi browser on my phone and logging into the real WordPress site.

I stayed up and just now, at 5am decided to blog. I wasn’t productive at all. I mostly played with Snapchat on the PC and tried to get some python open source AI apps to load but I’m out of hard drive space and money.

Oh well. I’ve burned through more meth this month than last and I’d say I’m feeling great about life, but the down side is when I stop, I get itchy and that scares me because I’ve never had that and if withdrawals get insane, I might become the stereotype neck scratching druggie craving bad.

So I just smoke more and the itch and worry go away for another 2 hours.

My programming hobby is going well. I’m learning the art of prompts and how frigging specific you have to be every single time. If I don’t word it correctly, I might ask something as simple and changing the colour of a button and in the process of that iteration, they accidentally removed an entire unrelated functionality and 100 lines of code, breaking everything and then we waste time getting it working again with the wrong buttons and the loop repeats.

Despite that reoccurring frustration that spans four of the coding chat AI tools I’ve tried, I’m still really enjoying. Microsoft Co-Pilot amused me because it keeps referring to my changes as tweaking. I grin.

5:04am. I just realized. It’s Saturday, not Friday. So easy to get lost in the daze. The days. I am now singing one my songs in my head.

End of part 1