Brought the last four agents online today, and with that the house is fully staffed: a writer, a project manager, and a pair of fitness coaches, five in all now answering in their own channels. I gave the writer Opus and left Sonnet to the rest; the plan to run the cheap model where I could turned out to cost more in aggravation than it ever saved, so I let it go without ceremony. Most of the afternoon went to the bots talking over one another, a maddening thing to chase until I traced it to the global slash commands and settled the whole server on plain mentions instead. The two coaches I gave separate memories, so that my logs and Liza’s would never bleed into one another. It is a quiet kind of satisfaction, building a household of these things and watching each one keep to its own room.