I basically abandoned this blog. It wasn’t a conscious decision; it just happened day by day. I work 9 hours a day plus 2 commute hours, plus the extra hour it takes me to get ready to go to the office. When I arrive home I’m almost totally depleted of will and energy, and little by little I lost the routine of writing on my computer.

I will try to go back to what used to make me happy: making music and playing with this blog. I remember some years ago I really saw myself as a full-stack creative. Someone who plays with all modern expression tools, including the most avant-garde of them. Now I think of myself as just another office worker.

I really like my job. I’m really good at it and I’m respected by my colleagues, but I, and probably everybody else, know that I can do much more than what my job requires. I’ve applied for another position at my current company and the manager who interviewed me was confused as to why I was still at their company and not somewhere else. The truth is, my current company pays enough to pay the bills, but maybe this was a sign to be more ambitious.

Fast food hamburgers nowadays are a total joke. They are two-bite size with something that resembles the ingredients, but it’s just a representation, and not in really nutritious proportions. What a joke of modernity we have allowed to exist.

One of the things that I always wanted to do was to learn how to touch type. My goal wasn’t getting super fast at typing, just capable.

By now, I don’t even remember how long it took nor the exact process I did, but now I can do it. Yeah, I’m not perfect at it; I make mistakes all the time. But I’m also decent at quickly correcting, either by the classic backspace or just Control + backspace to delete the whole word if I made the mistake too far back (more than three or four letters from where my cursor currently is).

One thing I had to overcome was the thinking that I could just type as if I was playing the piano by floating my hand over the keyboard. I can’t. Maybe some can, but I don’t really know anyone in real life that does. Using a wrist rest is the best thing for me to get consistency in my typing.

Right now, I’m supervising a group of up to 64 people at any given time if any of the other supervisors is not around or needs to leave to do something else. One thing I have noticed that really hampers any of my team’s performance is typing. People that can’t touch type are considerably slower at their actions per minute than the ones that can. If it was up to me, I would require a certain minimum of words per minute to be able to work with the team and some time in the least busy hours to get into Monkeytype or Typeracer to practice and train their typing so they can get better at it. If you still can’t touch type, I really recommend that you hop into any of these sites to force yourself to acquire the skill. Once you do, it feels like a super power. You become one with the computer.

There’s been many changes since I stopped posting frequently over here. I was the Head Operations Manager at a nicotine products company in 2024 and then due to regulatory changes I decided to continue my technology focused career by focusing in IT again. Right now I’m a Fiber Solutions Subject Matter Expert for one of the biggest ISP in the north-east of the US. I hope you are also putting your talents to good use too.

There are some everyday English sentences that make me turn my head like a puppy trying to figure out what their owner is saying to them. Right now I can think of two examples of this:

• “It broke my mental”
• “I decided to embrace my masculine”

Aren’t these two examples missing something? My brain always feels like I’ve been sent an incomplete message with this type of sentences. I might be wrong but this is how I feel.

Update: I decided to pass this status through ChatGPT and this is what it concluded after a painfully over explained response:

Your intuition is spot-on. Those sentences are missing something by traditional grammar rules, which is why they sound incomplete. But in certain modern or informal contexts, they’re purposefully truncated for style, rhythm, or identity expression.

And now I don’t care about the syntax errors in those expressions but how triggered it’s sycophantic responses get me. Anyways… Have fun.

If you don’t write your story, someone will erase it for you.