Programming. Telling a machine “build x feature” is nervewracking because I do not know what it’s doing and more importantly boring because it takes all the joy out of writing code. Even the LLM completions I do not use because I have seen what it has done to my coworkers’ brains. I will think about the problem. I will write the code. I will know what it does. It will be of me, not of some averaging machine.
May the LLM era end in darkness and the gnashing of teeth amen.
People say to not drink but what they mean by “drink” is to drink alcohol. It’s not like they’re trying to not drink anything because they’d die from that. Drinking water means drinking water but “drinking” means drinking alcohol. It’s a strange euphemism that I’ve been unable to un-notice.
Just because I’m drinking while driving does not mean that I’m an alcoholic! I could be drinking water. In this case it’s liquid mercury but there’s no law against that.
Waiter, waiter! More GPUs please!
Friendly! I have experience growing food and I’m pretty good at cooking it too. Someone else can teach me how to kill and eat the deer that infest this area so that we can have a balanced diet. We will do mutual aid and survive against challenges that we could not face alone. Apes together strong.
I will keep eating deer until I am a very round invisible tiger indeed! All deer are bastards (ADAB)
Yeah he can’t read but he’s rich enough to hire good lawyers. Deer bought my home and now I have to pay rent to them. Taking my tomatoes and half my income, what a jerk!
Bruh.
Estrogen. If that plan fails (and it probably would) then DIY orchiectomy. And if that plan fails (and it might) or is otherwise counteracted then I would die by my own hand.
The situation of my eight-year-old self is antithetical to the being of my current mind. My knowledge and understanding would force me to take certain paths and many of them lead to situations beyond my make-it-stop threshold. Is it better to walk to one’s doom unknowingly, or to be dragged beaten ragged and screaming into the confinement of hell?
Magic dance to attract people to your car dealership
I’d go outside and eat the deer that ate my tomatoes. I’d be doing the universe a favor. Nothing behind those eyes but hunger and hatred for all life. Eat my tomatoes I eat you. Tomato-eating bastards agh fuck you.
Because he’s not our hero. He’s a silent very loud guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.
Garden! Big garden! With trees! Figs tree, cherry tree, plum tree, apple tree, walnut tree, more trees idk. Then I can have people over to eat the surplus produce, and when I’m too old to pick any myself they can be the ones to pick them and share some with me.
Hey now that’s not fair, they also made the ui huge so it looks like a fisher price toy! No you can’t turn it off why would you want that??
Haha I wish I could afford that! I live alone and I’m in my mid twenties. Instead it’s more like:
Quick meal (requires little prep and little cooking time, maybe some garlic spaghetti)
Big meal (a big stew I made a few days ago and put in the fridge)
Porridge (super reliable, very cheap, incredibly fast to prepare, add frozen blueberries)
And then:
Eating out (a good treat for a special occasion)
Delivery (it always ends badly)
Pad with rice if ever possible. Eat some beans. Frozen vegetables with seasoning salt.