Midwest Rage vs Machine Learning

Welcome to Fucking Over It Fridays

The weekly ritual where I publicly spiral so you don’t have to.

This is where I dump all the sass, burnout, and pissed off energy I’ve collected throughout the week and serve it up on an unstable platter. What can I say? I can't afford therapy. 

This week’s victim?

Artificial intelligence.
Or as I affectionly call it: “Fucking Goddamned Piece of SHit”

 
I asked AI for a clean, 8.5×11 calendar grid.
Easy, right?

Instead, I got a melted mess of warped lines, uneven alignments, and a background that looked like it had been rendered in a beige-colored hell. Over and fucking over.

At least its consistant right?

It chirped, “All done!” like a smug little prick that just came in ten seconds. Seriously, I thought it was going to ask me, "Was that good for you, too, baby?"

Meanwhile, my chain-smoking, too polite Midwestern ass is throwing it please and thank-yous like it's my ex — and I’m still trying to fix us with compliments and lowered expectations.

I wasn’t asking for a miracle.
Just a skeleton cat that doesn’t look like it’s dissolving in a microwave.
Just a layout that doesn’t seem like it’s actively mocking me. Instead, I might as well be a bitch stuck with a Dollar Tree version of Adobe Illustrator.

But AI?
AI doesn’t give a shit about your margins or your temper tantrum.

 
And yet, here I am — still regenerating, reformatting, re-fucking-trying.
Because this is how I build things now:
fueled by caffeine, spite, and that cursed combination of burnout and ambition.

If I ever make it big, I hope they show this part in the biography (with a beautiful actress in the starring role, of course)—
me, crying over line spacing, surrounded by cold coffee and skeleton planner pages, screaming at a digital demon with no concept of spellcheck.

Coming Monday:
Screw Vision Boards, I've got a Witchlist

No glitter glue. No good vibes. Just an unhealthy obsession with Amazon and a full explanation about when you'll be seeing new products. Monday’s post kicks off Witchlist Wednesdays with sarcasm, self-awareness, and back-to-school survival supplies.

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