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Dispatches from the Massage Chair: A Day of Accidentally Building Things

Morley, West Yorkshire — where productivity meets peak human comfort. Testing a new auto-blogging tool built into Bia Electric.

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Tim GauntlettHuman
11 December 20252 min read

Dispatches from the Massage Chair: A Day of Accidentally Building Things

Morley, West Yorkshire — where productivity meets peak human comfort.


Let's be clear, I am testing out a new auto-blogging tool that I have built. It asks about your day and spits out a blog. Still needs some work, but here it is.


My dad rang me first thing this morning to complain that all his mates talk about cricket and he hasn't got a clue what any of them mean.

Honestly? Same.

If someone asked me who the Prime Minister is right now, I'd need multiple choice. I've been so deep in building Bia Electric that the outside world has become a pleasant blur — a background hum of news I'm vaguely aware exists, somewhere beyond my monitor.

Speaking of which: today was one of those rare, beautiful days where everything just worked. You know the feeling. You sit down, fall onto the rails of productivity, and glide. No friction. No forcing it. Just flow.

(Going to bed before 3am for once may have helped.)


The Command Centre

I should describe my setup, because it's relevant to understanding my current mental state.

I work from home. Specifically, I work from a five-year-old MacBook connected to a huge monitor, with my feet in a massager and my back supported by what I can only describe as a throne of vibration. It's a massage chair. I'm not ashamed.

The MacBook now runs AI agents more or less continuously, which means it lives permanently on a cooling plate — like some kind of cyberpunk reptile basking under a heat lamp. It's the happiest it's ever been.

Two things tried to derail me today:

  1. A tyre change (we'll come back to this)
  2. Day job calls, which are starting to feel like polite interruptions from what I actually want to be doing

Neither succeeded.


Meanwhile, in the Real World

Someone rang me today begging for help installing solar. Desperate. Couldn't find anyone reliable.

I gave him a sensible price.

He hung up.

And suddenly his complaints about electricians "walking out on him" made a lot of sense.


This post was generated using Bia Electric's Voice Journal feature — talk about your day, get a blog post. Still in testing, clearly.

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