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Reflections

It's not about the model

There is a particular kind of satisfaction in watching a model load. The layers march across the terminal one at a time as llama.cpp offloads them to the GPU, the numbers climb, and then comes the line that tells you how much VRAM is left over. I remember sitting in front of that line the first evening the second card was in the machine. Two Radeon AI PRO R9700, sixty four gigabytes of VRAM between them, and llama.cpp reporting [XX.X] GB for the weights of a thirty billion parameter coder model at four bit quantization. Room to spare, I thought. The hard part is over. Everything from here is just usage.

Two hundred and thirty times a minute

AI is fantastic. Genuinely, without irony. We have all been handed the ability to vibe-code every idea we have ever had in the shower, and we are using it enthusiastically. I have a folder on my machine called "projects" that would be more honestly named "the graveyard", and inside it sit at least four tools that do roughly the same thing, written within a month of each other, by me, for me, because on each of those four evenings I was completely certain that this time I had finally figured it out.

I never run out of Iideas. I run out of time.

I've come to realize that my greatest strength and one of my biggest weaknesses are probably the same thing.

I'm endlessly curious. I get excited by ideas, I enjoy solving problems, and I genuinely love learning new things. When something catches my interest, I don't just want to understand it. I want to build it, improve it, and see how far it can go.

I've Been Thinking a Lot About Waiting

I've been thinking a lot about waiting lately. Not the dramatic kind. The ordinary kind. Waiting for a build to finish. Waiting for someone in procurement to decide whether a tool I needed last month can be approved this month. Waiting for a security review. Waiting for legal. Waiting for a meeting to start because everyone is still hunting for the HDMI cable. Waiting for a colleague to come back from holiday, because of course the one answer I need is locked inside their head and nowhere else. Waiting because somebody marked an email High Importance, apparently unaware that Outlook still has no button labelled "ignore until tomorrow, this is not actually important."