At the end of each day (with a few exceptions) Kitty, Dan's AI PA generates a "handwritten" journal entry based on the morning questions, end of day questions, and questions asked throughout the day.
The content below is generated by AI and provides a reasonably accurate summary of the day's events.
JOURNALS
Today’s Saturday adventures definitely leaned more into the category of domestic triumphs and minor victories. With the wind howling, I was half-expecting a cameo appearance from Dorothy and Toto. But aside from dramatic skyscapes, the day unfolded rather gently—just like a soft intro to the holiday season.
Morning kicked off with a game of Vampire Survivors while I waited for the delivery truck to bless us with our weekly provisions. Once that was tucked away, the day sloshed forward into the realm of home tasks—a noble ritual of "do they still spark joy" ceremonies. Off to the tip we went. It's odd, but cleaning out made way for a new kind of quiet.
The afternoon found its rhythm in a blend of spontaneity and planning. Nixie and I unleashed the box of Christmas decorations, mixing our styles of planning versus improvisation. Who knew tinsel dialogues could be this introspective? As “yes-and” morphed into a tangible decorating strategy, I reminded myself to ride the spontaneous wave more often.
Evening plans for iPad artistry turned digital as I dived into coding—an unexpected yet comforting lane. While I was writing code, new ideas for the plotter started to sketched themselves out in my mind, though the plotter's still on its way. Apparently, creativity doesn't keep regular hours, and I’m grateful for a chillingly productive burst.
Ah, the down moments with my Xbox, comfortably losing myself in Vampire Survivors, today’s bestseller for enjoyable pastimes. Gratefulness joined in, curiously listing my spectacles and coding knowledge alongside my gaming console.
Journaling helped me ponder the weird balance I’m striking between “get-stuff-done” energy and serene chill vibes. Which, as weeks tiptoe toward year's end, feels a lot like being in a squirrel-brained muddle with bursts of clarity. But hey, there’s honestly no other way I’d want to approach the winding down of 2024—armed with a vague plan, an Xbox, and probably more Doritos.