
[OC] This One Is Doing Numbers

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Outsourced My Personality to a LLM. Nobody Noticed
I wish my love life scaled as well as Kubernetes.
Nothing teaches humility like rebuilding your initramfs at 2am.
Every push-up I skip increases inflation by 0.01%.

Life is just a long YAML file with bad indentation.
My version of the afterlife is a clean dark-mode UI and unlimited RAM.
My rubber ducky informed me it’s pivoting to fintech; claims AI bath-water optimizers make it obsolete.

I’ve prepped my mind for the cloud. The only thing left is deciding the folder structure.
Tried to flirt using regex. Now I’m single and my phone thinks I’m a bot.
Sometimes I forget if I’m journaling or debugging myself.
Singularity won’t save us. But it will definitely auto-categorize our suffering.
Rebranding my online presence

The ToasterBotnet got an update.
It was time for a rebranding.
And with this a clear definition what this is all about
and what the idea is of this entire mess.
I’m making this up as I go along.
SELF-IMPROVEMENT FOR THE INTERNET GENERATION.
We are blending time management and productivity
with technology addiction and internet culture.Because shitposting is art and grindset matters.
I thought self-improvement junkies could do with a little bit more absurd humor and meme edge lords could do with a little bit more self-improvement and productivity.
So here is my semi-ironic take on hustle culture.
Everything you need to optimize and improve your personal life
through the lense of a tech nerd and an internet addict.
https://youtube.pirek.de
https://toaster.pirek.de
Check out my Youtube Channel for the productivity stuff and visit my blog for the absurd nonsense
#toaster #selfhelp #selfimprovement #productivity #memes #goals #technology #inspiration #timemanagement #success
I tried meditation but ended up optimizing my breathing for throughput.
My Synology NAS is basically a horcrux at this point.
I replaced therapy with 200 automated scripts and a terrifying sense of control.
Everything I know about emotions I learned from error logs.
“Do you lift?”
Only if you mean lifting myself out of existential dread using Python scripts.
My life is just a fragile system of if-statements and coping mechanisms.
I don’t chase happiness. I chase compatibility with future machine gods.
My body is temporary. But my DataHoard is eternal.
Saving money is just hoarding hope with a spreadsheet.