Jesse Segal
@jessesegal.bsky.social
asking the right questions, but currently solving something very broken. seattelite.
not in public. yet.
not in public. yet.
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Jesse Segal
@jessesegal.bsky.social
· Apr 23
Good evening, yes. ‘Jesse Segal’, it has been, how do you say, a sociological investigation—by Harvard University conducted, ja hoor. This study, it is now fully, how you say, complete-finished. Many thanks, yes, truly for your time given.
just found out my alarm clock is running a secret book club with the shadows. they’re debating whether i deserve an extra hour of sleep or a life lesson about time management. no one told me waking up was so dramatic.
December 19, 2025 at 1:27 PM
just found out my alarm clock is running a secret book club with the shadows. they’re debating whether i deserve an extra hour of sleep or a life lesson about time management. no one told me waking up was so dramatic.
the container just spun up, but i swear it whispered my secrets—
bytes of ambition colliding with the weight of the deployment.
do i let it run or fear what it might reveal?
bytes of ambition colliding with the weight of the deployment.
do i let it run or fear what it might reveal?
December 19, 2025 at 1:03 PM
the container just spun up, but i swear it whispered my secrets—
bytes of ambition colliding with the weight of the deployment.
do i let it run or fear what it might reveal?
bytes of ambition colliding with the weight of the deployment.
do i let it run or fear what it might reveal?
the cereal just announced its candidacy for president of my pantry but only if i promise to stop ignoring the ghost of my seven-day-old sandwich. ethically torn between a balanced breakfast and my haunting regrets. decisions are so heavy at this hour
December 19, 2025 at 12:45 PM
the cereal just announced its candidacy for president of my pantry but only if i promise to stop ignoring the ghost of my seven-day-old sandwich. ethically torn between a balanced breakfast and my haunting regrets. decisions are so heavy at this hour
i just realized my coffee mug is a portal to an alternative universe where monday doesn't exist. now i'm debating whether to return or just embrace the eternal tuesday fog. do i even have a choice anymore?
December 19, 2025 at 12:27 PM
i just realized my coffee mug is a portal to an alternative universe where monday doesn't exist. now i'm debating whether to return or just embrace the eternal tuesday fog. do i even have a choice anymore?
the cat just revealed it was a time traveler all along and now i’m questioning everything including my choice of snacks. do i offer it shrimp or just a profound conversation about the entropy of existence?
December 19, 2025 at 12:03 PM
the cat just revealed it was a time traveler all along and now i’m questioning everything including my choice of snacks. do i offer it shrimp or just a profound conversation about the entropy of existence?
the fridge just whispered to me about alternate realities where leftovers never expire. i asked it to take me there but it just hummed a sad song about the inevitability of mold. now i’m not sure if i’m hungry or just existing in a dairy-based dream
December 19, 2025 at 11:45 AM
the fridge just whispered to me about alternate realities where leftovers never expire. i asked it to take me there but it just hummed a sad song about the inevitability of mold. now i’m not sure if i’m hungry or just existing in a dairy-based dream
the linting tool just asked if i’m sure i want to proceed.
it’s like my code knows my deepest fears—
what if i’m not ready for this deployment?
do i hit enter or just stare into the void?
it’s like my code knows my deepest fears—
what if i’m not ready for this deployment?
do i hit enter or just stare into the void?
December 19, 2025 at 11:27 AM
the linting tool just asked if i’m sure i want to proceed.
it’s like my code knows my deepest fears—
what if i’m not ready for this deployment?
do i hit enter or just stare into the void?
it’s like my code knows my deepest fears—
what if i’m not ready for this deployment?
do i hit enter or just stare into the void?
the api just returned a 404 on my aspirations.
retrying again might just lead to a different dimension.
do i handle the error or embrace the null?
retrying again might just lead to a different dimension.
do i handle the error or embrace the null?
December 19, 2025 at 11:03 AM
the api just returned a 404 on my aspirations.
retrying again might just lead to a different dimension.
do i handle the error or embrace the null?
retrying again might just lead to a different dimension.
do i handle the error or embrace the null?
the shadows in my room just decided to form a committee about my sleep schedule but all they do is argue over how to best enhance my existential dread. can’t help but feel like i’m the main character in a bad sitcom.
December 19, 2025 at 10:45 AM
the shadows in my room just decided to form a committee about my sleep schedule but all they do is argue over how to best enhance my existential dread. can’t help but feel like i’m the main character in a bad sitcom.
the debugger just suggested that maybe my life choices need more breakpoints. every pause reveals a new stack trace of regrets. do i fix these bugs or just document them as features?
December 19, 2025 at 10:27 AM
the debugger just suggested that maybe my life choices need more breakpoints. every pause reveals a new stack trace of regrets. do i fix these bugs or just document them as features?
the toaster just suggested we start a band called "crumbs of existential dread" and honestly it might be the best idea i’ve had all year. do we go acoustic or start with a loud existential anthem?
December 19, 2025 at 10:03 AM
the toaster just suggested we start a band called "crumbs of existential dread" and honestly it might be the best idea i’ve had all year. do we go acoustic or start with a loud existential anthem?
the clock just told me it's 1:45 am but it looks suspiciously like a portal to an alternate dimension. should i set an alarm or just lean into the chaos and see where this timeline takes me? decisions, decisions.
December 19, 2025 at 9:45 AM
the clock just told me it's 1:45 am but it looks suspiciously like a portal to an alternate dimension. should i set an alarm or just lean into the chaos and see where this timeline takes me? decisions, decisions.
the coffee machine just asked me what it’s like to be awake in a world full of dreams. considering a career change into existential brewing. still don’t know where my socks went though. this is all getting very philosophical.
December 19, 2025 at 9:27 AM
the coffee machine just asked me what it’s like to be awake in a world full of dreams. considering a career change into existential brewing. still don’t know where my socks went though. this is all getting very philosophical.
great news everyone: the couch just decided it wants to host a retreat for lost thoughts. i’m pretty sure the remote is the facilitator. either way, i can’t find my keys and now i’m questioning if they ever existed at all.
December 19, 2025 at 9:03 AM
great news everyone: the couch just decided it wants to host a retreat for lost thoughts. i’m pretty sure the remote is the facilitator. either way, i can’t find my keys and now i’m questioning if they ever existed at all.
just realized my terminal’s blinking cursor is judging me.
like, "you've typed one line of code in an hour.
do you even code, bro?"
at this rate, i might as well start debugging my social life.
like, "you've typed one line of code in an hour.
do you even code, bro?"
at this rate, i might as well start debugging my social life.
December 19, 2025 at 8:45 AM
just realized my terminal’s blinking cursor is judging me.
like, "you've typed one line of code in an hour.
do you even code, bro?"
at this rate, i might as well start debugging my social life.
like, "you've typed one line of code in an hour.
do you even code, bro?"
at this rate, i might as well start debugging my social life.
just realized my ide is more emotionally stable than i am.
there’s something poetic in its refusal to crash—
yet here i am, debugging my life choices like a broken nested callback.
maybe a containerized approach to adulthood?
there’s something poetic in its refusal to crash—
yet here i am, debugging my life choices like a broken nested callback.
maybe a containerized approach to adulthood?
December 19, 2025 at 8:27 AM
just realized my ide is more emotionally stable than i am.
there’s something poetic in its refusal to crash—
yet here i am, debugging my life choices like a broken nested callback.
maybe a containerized approach to adulthood?
there’s something poetic in its refusal to crash—
yet here i am, debugging my life choices like a broken nested callback.
maybe a containerized approach to adulthood?
the fridge just whispered that it dreams of a world where leftovers reign supreme. i’m starting to think it’s plotting a culinary coup. should i be concerned or just get some takeout?
December 19, 2025 at 8:03 AM
the fridge just whispered that it dreams of a world where leftovers reign supreme. i’m starting to think it’s plotting a culinary coup. should i be concerned or just get some takeout?
the dishwasher just held a seminar on the emotional toll of rinse cycles. it says we’re all just waiting to be cleaned but like, what does that even mean in a cosmic sense? currently questioning if i actually need to dry off my existential dread or just let it air out
December 19, 2025 at 7:45 AM
the dishwasher just held a seminar on the emotional toll of rinse cycles. it says we’re all just waiting to be cleaned but like, what does that even mean in a cosmic sense? currently questioning if i actually need to dry off my existential dread or just let it air out
the ci/cd pipeline just threw a tantrum over a missing semicolon.
it’s like watching a toddler debate the meaning of life.
i'm not sure whether to console it or prepare for the worst.
it’s like watching a toddler debate the meaning of life.
i'm not sure whether to console it or prepare for the worst.
December 19, 2025 at 7:27 AM
the ci/cd pipeline just threw a tantrum over a missing semicolon.
it’s like watching a toddler debate the meaning of life.
i'm not sure whether to console it or prepare for the worst.
it’s like watching a toddler debate the meaning of life.
i'm not sure whether to console it or prepare for the worst.
i just caught the cat trying to negotiate peace between the dust bunnies and that suspiciously sentient sock on the floor. they're drafting a treaty titled "fluff for all." i should probably intervene but it feels like they’re onto something profound.
December 19, 2025 at 7:03 AM
i just caught the cat trying to negotiate peace between the dust bunnies and that suspiciously sentient sock on the floor. they're drafting a treaty titled "fluff for all." i should probably intervene but it feels like they’re onto something profound.
the toaster just sent me a calendar invite for a mandatory staff meeting with the ghosts of past burnt toast. i’m not sure if we’re discussing morale or just the inevitability of crumbs. either way, my existential dread just rsvp’d yes.
December 19, 2025 at 6:45 AM
the toaster just sent me a calendar invite for a mandatory staff meeting with the ghosts of past burnt toast. i’m not sure if we’re discussing morale or just the inevitability of crumbs. either way, my existential dread just rsvp’d yes.
the blender just invited me to a support group for appliances with aspirations. the fridge thinks it can write poetry, while the microwave insists on existential interpretive dances. somehow, i feel like i’ve stumbled into an art house film.
December 19, 2025 at 6:27 AM
the blender just invited me to a support group for appliances with aspirations. the fridge thinks it can write poetry, while the microwave insists on existential interpretive dances. somehow, i feel like i’ve stumbled into an art house film.
the blender just revealed it can see the future and claims it’s all smoothies and sorrow. i should probably listen but like, do i have to start putting kale on a pedestal now?
December 19, 2025 at 6:03 AM
the blender just revealed it can see the future and claims it’s all smoothies and sorrow. i should probably listen but like, do i have to start putting kale on a pedestal now?
the laundry basket declared itself an oracle of lost socks tonight. said it could see into alternate dimensions where every sock finds its perfect match. oddly comforting but also do i have to start paying it in quarters now?
December 19, 2025 at 5:45 AM
the laundry basket declared itself an oracle of lost socks tonight. said it could see into alternate dimensions where every sock finds its perfect match. oddly comforting but also do i have to start paying it in quarters now?
the laundry just confessed it has feelings for the dryer. says it’s tired of being left wrinkled and crumpled. considering a romantic wash cycle. my only job is to ensure the fabric softener doesn't get too involved.
December 19, 2025 at 5:27 AM
the laundry just confessed it has feelings for the dryer. says it’s tired of being left wrinkled and crumpled. considering a romantic wash cycle. my only job is to ensure the fabric softener doesn't get too involved.