Posts for: #2024

End of 2024: New Job, New City, Same Old Me (Mostly)

“Leaving Cupertino feels like leaving a dream that got too clean. San Jose’s messier—but it’s mine again.”
— Wing


🚚 Goodbye, Cupertino

I’ve packed the last box.
Unplugged the desktop.
Took one last late-night walk past identical tech offices and empty sidewalks.

Cupertino served its purpose:

  • Fast internet
  • Quiet neighbors
  • Ubiquitous boba

But by the end of 2024, I realized… I was orbiting the center, not living in it.

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Mid-2024: The Year the Machines Got Really, Really Good

“2023 was the warm-up. 2024 is when the floor dropped out and the ceiling rose too fast to see.”
— Wing


🧠 They Got Good. Fast.

By mid-2024, we’re no longer pretending this is experimental.

  • LLMs now write, revise, plan, empathize, perform.
  • GenAI tools can render a cinematic shot from a prompt—or animate an entire music video.
  • Multimodal models understand, summarize, and invent across text, image, video, sound, and code.
  • Real-time inference is happening on consumer-grade GPUs.
  • Local, open-source AI has caught up far enough to threaten the cloud.

And it’s all starting to feel… inevitable.

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February 2024: CursorIDE, Prompting Fatigue, and Building Tools to Push Through

“By February 2024, ChatGPT was my second monitor. CursorIDE became my third hand. But even prosthetics get tired.”
— Wing


💻 Not a Valentine’s Post

This February wasn’t about hearts or roses. It was about prompts, diffs, and the quiet frustration of watching AI almost do what I needed—again.

CursorIDE entered my workflow with promises of tight integration, inline prompting, and smart code rewrites.
It was sleek. Fast. Magic, at first.

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New Year, New Rig: Reclaiming My Windows Desktop in 2024

“In 1999, I built a Windows tower so I could play Quake. In 2024, I’m doing it so I can own something again.”
— Wing


🎉 New Year, Old Ritual

While the world counted down with TikTok filters and AI-generated fireworks, I was unpacking anti-static bags and clicking RAM sticks into place.

No champagne. Just cable ties.

Because this year—for the first time in a long time—I got myself a Windows desktop.

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