hi. yes. the footer guy.
Vibe-coder. I made the website you just came from, and the tiny text that brought you here. No degree, no bootcamp, no fear. Just a prompt, a dream, and a suspicious number of open tabs. Thank you for noticing. Genuinely. Nobody does.
(the second button is shy)
Bugs squashed: 0 (a bug is crawling around. Go get it.)
I'm not a "professional developer". I'm worse for your excuses: I'm a builder. If it exists in my head, it exists on the internet by sunrise. Time? Irrelevant. Sleep? Optional. Stack Overflow? We're on a first-name basis.
Ask me to build anything:
Type something. I don't know what a "feasibility study" is.
Fun fact: Every "senior engineer" once copy-pasted something they didn't understand. I just do it faster, and with better lighting.
Skill = 10% what I know + 90% who I ask. Math checks out. Barely.
Does the thinking. I take the credit.
Second opinion when Claude says "that's a bad idea".
Writes code at 3 AM. Never complains.
Oldest colleague. Still undefeated.
Fifteen tabs open. Zero regrets.
The one my mom has heard of. Solid, chatty, occasionally confidently wrong.
Finishes my sentences. And my code. And sometimes my bugs.
Edits ten files while I watch like a proud parent.
Rides the code waves so I don't drown.
Googling, but with footnotes. Feels academic.
Thinks out loud for 4 minutes. Worth it.
Answers at 3 AM with attitude. Same energy as me.
Runs my code in a browser so I never install anything.
Makes the pictures. I say 'make it more cinematic'.
Closed my question as a duplicate. Still love it.
Meta's brand-new one. Fresh out of the box, already on my payroll (it's free).
The only one on the payroll.
Select your project. I will lie confidently.
Waiting for you to pick something...
My Mom's WhatsApp Statuslocalhost:3000One (1) Browser TabA Friend's Phone, Under PressureThe Footer You Just Clicked
"He built my site overnight. I still don't know how, and neither does he." A satisfied client, probably
"Beta tested by his own mother. Rated 5/5 out of pity." Mom
"The bugs are weirdly charming." Someone being very polite
"Wait, you did all this without a degree?" Everyone, then silence
Deadlines are emotional support for the client. Delivery happens when the vibes align.
Any bug found is a surprise feature. Any feature that breaks is a bug in your browser.
Unlimited revisions, limited patience. Each "one small change" costs one coffee.
The AI team gets zero credit and ten thousand thanks. I get the invoice.
If you don't love it, I will build it again. Louder.
Congratulations on surviving this long. Here are two ways to interrupt my 2 AM coding spiral:
Send an email like we're in 2004:
hi@yallah.habibi Directly straight to my "I'll reply tomorrow" folder.Slide into my Telegram:
@YallahHabibi Seen instantly at 3:14 AM. Replied when the alignment of Jupiter feels right.SLA Guarantee: Replies within 24 hours. Or 24 business weeks. Time is a flat circle and my inbox is an abyss.
Psst. Try the Konami code: ↑ ↑ ↓ ↓ ← → ← → B A