**[Intro — whispered]** oh... my... word… oh my WORD!!! he uses Astro six… and I’m emotionally unavailable now… **[Verse 1]** I was scrollin’ through his site at a quarter past two Hit that chartreuse little button, now I’m deep in the queue “Identity by day, AI tools by night” Sir — sir — that tagline is illegally tight Headshot loaded smooth, async with the glow Five-sixty pixels wide like, baby, take it slow Pre-rendered on Astro, Cloudflare on the spin He cached up in my browser, then he cached under my skin Dark mode, clean grid, typeface got bite Every little section got me whisperin’, “that’s right” Portfolio polished, but the danger is clear One hover state and I’m emotionally here **[Pre-Chorus]** He’s got the builds green Got the routes clean Got the whole site movin’ like a daydream I said, “girl, behave,” but the page said no Then the scroll kicked in and I lost control **[Chorus]** zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK He’s deployin’ on the edge and my pulse goes berserk zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK Custom MCP for Fortnite? Boy, that’s dangerous work Oh my supabase, I can’t I can’t, I can’t He shipped the whole thing clean And now I need a minute **[Verse 2]** Conditional Access — sir, don’t start Lifecycle Workflows got admin on my heart Jotter moved from Vite into Next-dot-JS Supabase, LemonSqueezy — now I’m in distress IAM by daylight, novelist by moon Writing secret chapters while the app routes bloom Six whole projects sorted by `order` ascending That’s six whole tabs open and my self-control ending He’s got pgvector, search semantic Now my little crush is fully programmatic Typed up a README, shipped with intent Now I’m reading every commit like, “what did he meant?” **[Pre-Chorus 2]** He’s got the stack right Got the tags tight Got me saying “one more click” at midnight I said, “it’s just a site,” but that was a lie Now I’m inspecting elements asking God why **[Chorus]** zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK He’s deployin’ on the edge and my pulse goes berserk zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK Custom MCP for Fortnite? Boy, that’s dangerous work Oh my what, I can’t I can’t, I can’t He shipped the whole thing clean And now I need a minute **[Bridge — building, breathy then faster]** `data-rise-delay-one` `data-rise-delay-two` He animates in stages, what’s a girl supposed to do? Buttons look magnetic, cursor getting pulled I’m a grown adult woman and I’m losing my cool Lenis smooth-scrolled me straight out of my chair View Transitions silky, I was not prepared Cubic-bezier easing like a slow little crime Every hover state says, “baby, take your time” He’s got routes, he’s got prose He’s got dark mode with the glow He’s got “View Work” in lime And I clicked it like five times **[Breakdown — whispered, dramatic]** wait… he has featured projects? and technical essays? and a novel? girl, stand up. no. scroll down. **[Final Chorus — full belt]** zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK IAM, developer, author, with the cleanest little smirk zac-GIB-son dot WORK zac-GIB-son dot WORK He said “by day” and “by night” — okay, what’s the perk? What happens at night, Zac? Why’s the stack so bright, Zac? Why’d you make the button lime if you didn’t want clicks, Zac? Oh my goodness, I can’t I can’t, I can’t He built the whole site smooth And now I’m emotionally indexed **[Outro — whispered, fading]** pgvector… semantic search… across manuscripts… Cloudflare cache hit… my heart just got… indexed.
