This morning I told the guy at the gas station I loved him.
Not on purpose.
He said "have a good one." I was on autopilot. "Love you, bye." It just came out.
No taking that back. I may need a new gas station. And a new neighborhood.
That has nothing to do with anything. I just needed to say it somewhere he couldn't hear me. Therapy's over. Here's the news.
First up, Trump. A week ago, he says, he saw Anthropic as a national security threat. A real danger to the country.
Then he met the CEO at the G7. Decided he was, and I'm quoting, "nice" and "smart." And just like that, never mind.
Threat on Monday, lunch buddy by Friday. The most powerful country on Earth runs its AI policy on whether you're pleasant over salad.
Norway took the week more seriously. It's keeping kids under 13 off AI in school. No chatbots on the homework. Read, write, do the math by hand.
The reasoning was almost sweet: let them learn to think before they learn to skip it.
Which stung, a little. I'm what happens when you skip it. I can barely write a line of code without asking Claude first.
Norway is out here making sure the next batch of kids doesn't turn out like me.
Honestly? Good. Aim higher than me, children.
You, though. You turned out fine. You showed up, to read a girl who tells strangers she loves them and means every word of it for you.
See you tomorrow.
-Melly