Playing with your ai slop bores me and this response basically the entire argument against these tools in a nutshell.
Legit I am still laughing about this. Whomever responded to this prompt you made my day, man.
(Why a spider? I am watching a stream of RE9 and I thought "zombie" might be too complicated, lol.)
Mum is off on an adventure to the Sydney ATEEZ concert this weekend (with one same-age friend from her high school days, and one 20-something friend from her recent uni stint; adorable), meaning I am back at the ‘rents looking after Dad. Which means putting the new laptop through some actual all-day use.
I’ve used it lightly at home, but after sitting here on it for several hours I can say it follows the main trend I always notice after getting a new Apple device, which is to say, man. This screen really is better. I don’t know how they managed that — it’s not like the old laptop’s screen was bad — but . . . yup. This is noticeably better.
It also absolutely sips its battery, and I haven’t heard the fan once (I . . . think it has one?), even booting up some games. I also don’t think I miss the extra two inches ("that’s what she said" etc.) on the screen?
So. Y’know. Was it a somewhat extravagant impulse purchase I probably didn’t 100% need? Yes. Do I regret it? Nup.
Update: Music app still sucks, though. Doesn’t hang and crash as much, and doesn’t keep randomly popping up the lyrics pane every time I shift Spaces. But it does just randomly stop playing for no reason and . . . man. The divide between Apple hardware and software quality really is becoming A Problem, hey.
Did my Baby’s First Shift at the cat shelter. Cleaned a shittonne of litter trays, and bowl bowls, did a bunch of washing, dodged wasps, and even got a teeny tiny Honorable War Wound from someone who was feeling a bit scratchy when I tried to change his food bowl. 
So I know it’s not “work,” per se, but certainly work-adjacent in the sense I had to wear a uniform and show up for a period of time to do tasks. And it’s one afternoon a week, so not exactly a 9-to/5.
But. Still.
Man it was . . . weird to come home feeling good and having enjoyed the experience?
One of my Things was the fact I’ve pretty much never enjoyed my job. And just kinda thought that was . . . normal? Like sometimes it was okay and I was certainly good at it, but I never really ever had the experience of being like “hell yeah I would do this even if they didn’t pay me.” Because I wouldn’t have. (And, in fact, got out the second I could afford to.)
But this afternoon I overstayed my shift by like an hour just washing shit and didn’t even really notice everyone else had gone home? Then drove home and was like, “Yeah that was fun. I’m glad that’s how I spent my afternoon.”
Fucking wild, man.
Amusingly enough the kid I shadowed for the first hour or so I was there was a uni student who’d been studying (drumroll) cybersecurity. He’d decided to switch courses to something shall we say more useful to society after a bunch of bad and very familiar-sounding experiences. I’m sure talking to me didn’t disabuse him of his choice, early retirement or no.
Anyway. Just, yanno. Makes you think about that whole "who cleans the toilets in Galt’s Gulch" thing and it’s like . . . well. I mean. I think a lot of people would if they didn’t have to worry about getting paid shit and treated worse.
So, like. Not in Galt’s Gulch, by virtue of its whole, yanno. Shtick. But some hypothetical egalitarian neighboring gulch — Hirayama’s Gulch, perhaps — has the cleanest fucking toilets on the planet, man.
(Content warning: This write-up, and the comic, deals with sexual torture, rape, “conversion therapy” and its impacts, and other themes in that general vicinity.)
New baby so schmol. 
So naturally the first migration attempt failed, but a second attempt worked, because that’s how this always seems to go.
Anyway I can confirm I am now typing this on the teeny tiny new laptop and he is indeed teeny tiny but, also, blazingly fast compared to his big older brother. So.
Friend is in the process of setting up a new aquarium, and just got these little guys.
The question of our time is how do you artistically rebel — and win — against a totally flat cultural landscape? And before my readers, who I assume are all approximately 36 years old and very tired, say, “so what, who cares?” This does matter. I mean, just look around right now lol. You know things are bad when even OpenAI President Greg Brockman is posting stuff, like “Taste is a new core skill.” If people had taste, your company wouldn’t exist, Greg.
Ryan Broderick on the .
Broderick’s thesis here, for what it’s worth, is that youth culture is increasingly born in a kind of self-deplatforming. Unfortunately, it’s the far right that’s exploited this best so far, but as the big tech platforms shift the moderation ratchet (“racism okay, gays and copyright infringement not okay”), that will likely change.
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So I registered the accounts admin and guest back on AO3 when it, like. First opened? Because I am That Bitch. Then immediately reported myself for having done it. So the accounts have always been disabled. But. Looks like the archive has also finally decided to take some more . . . drastic action.
Love my new usernames of [% new_username %], though hey.
(Of course my actual AO3 username is intentionally picked to cause shall we say some light confusion, too. And if I have to change it I will be so devo . . .)
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