It Feels Weird

It Feels Weird
BGP peering being described as something "even friends can do" is the networking equivalent of saying "even friends can perform open-heart surgery together." Sure, technically possible, but someone's definitely getting hurt. For the uninitiated: BGP (Border Gateway Protocol) is how the entire internet routes traffic between autonomous systems. It's the protocol that literally holds the internet together, and misconfiguring it can take down chunks of the web (looking at you, Facebook 2021 outage). Setting up BGP peering between networks requires trust, technical competency, and usually involves at least three conference calls where nobody's mic works properly. The idea that you'd casually BGP peer with your buddy like you're sharing Netflix passwords is both adorable and terrifying. "Hey bro, wanna exchange routing tables?" is not normal friend behavior. That's enterprise-level commitment right there.

Vibe Assembly

Vibe Assembly
Someone just discovered the philosophical loop of compilation and decided to get a little too smart for their own good. If compilers turn Python into machine code, and LLMs turn English into Python, why not just... write everything in assembly and call it a day? Because we're not masochists, that's why. Sure, you could spend three weeks debugging a segfault caused by a misaligned register, or you could write readable code that doesn't make your coworkers want to quit. High-level languages exist for a reason: abstraction is a feature, not a bug. The "No!" is the collective response of every developer who's ever had to maintain legacy assembly code at 3 AM. We invented layers of abstraction so we could actually ship products before the heat death of the universe.

Another Job Taken By AI

Another Job Taken By AI
Nothing quite like spending four years pulling all-nighters, drowning in student debt, collecting certifications like Pokémon cards, only to watch ChatGPT casually do your job in 3 seconds. The calm acceptance on that face? That's the look of someone who just realized their Computer Science degree is now worth about as much as a Blockbuster membership card. But hey, at least you learned data structures and algorithms, right? Surely AI can't... *checks notes* ...oh. Oh no. The real kicker? Junior devs are out here competing with AI that doesn't need health insurance, never asks for raises, and doesn't spend 2 hours a day in stand-ups discussing blockers. We've officially entered the timeline where "prompt engineer" is unironically a more stable career path than software engineer.

The Magic Key

The Magic Key
The Linux sysadmin's equivalent of "abracadabra" - just prefix any command with sudo and watch your permissions problems vanish into thin air. Can't install that package? Sudo. File won't delete? Sudo. Server on fire? Probably sudo. It's the universal skeleton key that grants you god-mode privileges on Unix systems. Sure, you could carefully consider whether you actually need root access for each operation, or you could just slap sudo on everything and live dangerously. Most of us choose the latter because reading permission errors is for people with time on their hands. Fun fact: sudo stands for "superuser do" but in practice it means "I have no idea what I'm doing but I'm doing it with admin privileges."

No Knowledge In Math == No Machine Learning 🥲

No Knowledge In Math == No Machine Learning 🥲
So you thought you could just pip install tensorflow and become an ML engineer? Plot twist: Machine Learning ghosted you the moment you walked in because Mathematics was already waiting at the door with linear algebra, calculus, and probability theory ready to have a serious conversation. Turns out you can't just import your way out of understanding gradient descent, eigenvalues, and backpropagation. Mathematics is the possessive partner that ML will never leave, no matter how many Keras tutorials you watch. Sorry buddy, but those neural networks aren't going to optimize themselves without some good old-fashioned derivatives and matrix multiplication. The harsh reality: every ML paper reads like a math textbook had a baby with a programming manual, and if you skipped calculus in college thinking "I'll never need this," well... the universe is laughing at you right now.

Diving Into New Projects Like...

Diving Into New Projects Like...
Nothing says "I have my life together" quite like enthusiastically grabbing a shiny new project while standing on a mountain of abandoned repos. The excited kid reaching for the new project while literally drowning in unfinished work? That's not a meme, that's a documentary. You know what's wild? We convince ourselves this time will be different. This new framework, this side project, this rewrite—it's gonna be THE ONE. Meanwhile, your GitHub is a graveyard of "TODO: Add tests" commits from 2019. But hey, that new JavaScript framework that just dropped looks really promising, right? The real skill isn't finishing projects—it's justifying why starting another one is actually a strategic career move. "I'm learning the ecosystem," you say, as your 47th tutorial project joins the others in the void.

I Miss My Computer

I Miss My Computer
Microsoft really said "we know what's best for you" and turned our beloved "My Computer" into the soulless corporate speak "This PC." Back in 2009, your computer felt like yours —a personal machine you had control over. Fast forward to 2026, and it's just another device in the cloud ecosystem that phones home more often than E.T. The rename wasn't just cosmetic—it symbolized the shift from owning your machine to merely using a terminal that Microsoft graciously lets you access. Your files? OneDrive. Your settings? Synced to the cloud. Your privacy? What privacy? The "This PC" era came with telemetry, forced updates, and the constant reminder that you're not the admin anymore, you're just a guest with elevated privileges. Yeah, we see what you did there, Microsoft. We see it, and we're still salty about it.

Well, I Guess I Have My Kids House Deposit Sorted!

Well, I Guess I Have My Kids House Deposit Sorted!
Someone's hoarding a box full of old RAM sticks like they're vintage Pokémon cards, convinced they're sitting on a goldmine. Spoiler alert: DDR2 and DDR3 RAM from 2008 isn't exactly fetching Bitcoin prices on eBay. That Samsung 4GB stick? Worth about as much as a fancy coffee. Maybe two if you find someone desperate. The delusion is real though. We've all been there—keeping obsolete hardware because "it might be worth something someday" or "I could use it for a project." Narrator: They never did. Meanwhile, you're one drawer away from becoming a tech hoarder with a garage full of IDE cables and VGA adapters. Fun fact: The entire box is probably worth less than a single modern 32GB DDR5 stick. But hey, at least you can build a really inefficient space heater by running all those sticks simultaneously in some Frankenstein build.

Project Managers Starting This Week

Project Managers Starting This Week
That blissful two-week period where your Slack was quiet and your calendar was empty? Yeah, that's over. PMs are back from their holiday hibernation with a vengeance, armed with "new year, new priorities" energy and a backlog of ideas they had while sipping eggnog. The "circle back" season has officially begun. You know what that means: daily standups that could've been emails, sprint planning meetings about planning meetings, and the inevitable "quick sync" that derails your entire afternoon. They've had weeks to think about all the features they want to cram into Q1, and they're ready to make it your problem. Hope you enjoyed pushing code without interruptions while it lasted, because now it's time to explain why that "simple change" they want will actually require refactoring half the codebase.

Facts

Facts
The holy trinity of modern programming education: some random subreddit where people argue about semicolons, an Indian guy on YouTube who explains in 10 minutes what your professor couldn't in 3 months, and Stack Overflow where you copy-paste code you don't understand but somehow works. Meanwhile, school is sitting in the corner getting absolutely ignored, which is honestly the most realistic part of this whole setup. The "pressing random buttons on my keyboard" is just *chef's kiss* because let's be real, that's 40% of debugging. Change one character, recompile, pray to the coding gods, repeat. School's betrayed face in the second panel? That's what happens when you realize your $50k CS degree is getting outperformed by free YouTube tutorials and strangers on the internet roasting each other in comment sections.

Old News But Made A Meme

Old News But Made A Meme
NVIDIA really said "you know what, let's bring back the 3060" ten days after discontinuing the 5070 Ti. The 3060 got resurrected while the 5070 Ti is getting a proper burial. Talk about product lineup chaos. The funeral meme format captures it perfectly—someone's mourning the RTX 5070 Ti that barely had a chance to exist in production, while casually presenting the RTX 3060 like it's the guest of honor at its own wake. Nothing says "strategic product planning" quite like killing off your new card and zombie-walking your old budget king back into the lineup. GPU manufacturers and their discontinuation schedules remain undefeated in creating confusion. At least the 3060 gets another lap around the track.

Where You All Solo Devs At Show Yourselfs

Where You All Solo Devs At Show Yourselfs
Solo devs out here built different. While AAA studios have hundreds of employees arguing about sprint velocity and small teams are stressed about who's handling the UI, solo devs are literally one-person armies doing everything from coding to art to sound design to marketing to customer support. They're the programmer, the designer, the QA tester, the DevOps engineer, AND the coffee machine repairman. You're not just wearing multiple hats—you ARE the entire wardrobe. Every bug is your fault, every feature is your triumph, and every 2 AM debugging session is your personal hell. But hey, at least you don't have to sit through standup meetings or explain your code to anyone. The ultimate freedom comes with ultimate responsibility, and apparently, ultimate muscle mass.