All According To Keikaku

The eternal Git confession we all make but never admit to. You know that moment when you've been wrestling with merge conflicts for two hours, documentation is just a suggestion, and suddenly git push -f starts looking like a completely reasonable life choice? That's this meme in its purest form. The "it" being pushed is both the code AND the responsibility for whatever chaos ensues. The typo in "JUSTR" is just *chef's kiss* - perfectly representing the frantic energy of someone who's about to nuke the remote repository while muttering "I'll fix it in production."

The sacred midnight ritual of contributing to open source projects waits for no social life. That guy isn't antisocial—he's just got 47 GitHub issues assigned to him and a maintainer breathing down his neck about that PR he promised "by end of week." The irony is he's probably fixing something that only three people in the world will ever use, but damn if it won't feel good when that merge request gets approved.

That moment when you realize his "private" repos are just abandoned side projects and half-baked ideas with commit messages like "fix stuff" and "it works now???" Showing someone your private GitHub repos is the developer equivalent of letting them see your search history—equal parts terrifying and disappointing. Those repos are where good ideas go to die and where code standards don't apply. It's not scandalous, just sad.

The eternal CI/CD death spiral in its natural habitat! What we're witnessing is the beautiful disaster of a developer's 48-hour wrestling match with GitHub Actions. Starting with existential dread ("god has abandoned us"), progressing through false hope ("fixed CICD finally"), then the desperate environment variable tweaking, config file adjustments, and finally the primal scream of "pls fix workflow :))))" – which is developer code for "I'm one failed build away from a career change." The commit messages tell the whole tragic story: ten commits over two days just to get a workflow running. The real kicker? That "fixed CICD finally it was literally 2 lines smh" – the universal experience of spending 8 hours debugging only to find you forgot a semicolon.

The eternal ritual of the programmer: commanding the current side project to remain silent while being seduced by the siren call of a shiny new idea. That dopamine hit from starting something fresh is just *chef's kiss* - while your half-finished projects collect digital dust in that special GitHub folder we never speak of. The cemetery of "I'll get back to this later" grows another tombstone.

That peaceful smile when you've had enough of merge conflicts and decide nuclear options are the only way forward. Nothing says "I'm done debugging this repository" like force pushing to master and walking away from the explosion. Sure, your colleagues might hate you tomorrow, but that's tomorrow's problem. Today, you choose chaos.