Jesus today: "For god sake, I kept saying to these 4 retards that men have to find the way by themselves and they basically wrote an How To you guys blindly followed for the last 2000 years ?!"
borokov
Meanwhile, me still using GPT 4 as: "Rephrase: " CTRL+v
I sometime feel a bit like this. A huge flow of emotions that make me question who I am, what's the point of... I don't know... everything ? But it's more because of the lyriks. When they really touch me, when they are well written or when they hide a powerfull story. Talking about homosexuality, the song "Enolay Gay" is one of them 😉.
In your case, does it happen randomly, or did you notice some patterns or elements that may trigger this feeling ? The rythm, the melody, the environment ?
Lonely man here. I've been raised to think that every man are pervert and women keep getting catcalled and harassed in the street. I'm so ashamed of myself that I just cannot approach a woman without thinking I will annoy her and will be rejected no matter what I try. So I just... don't.
I understand people using LLM for romance. I don't use it because of big corps. But If I had a fully local, fast, LLM, I think I would also use it.
I'm changing bank, so I request to close my former account. I sent the request in march. I'm maybe at the 5th back and forth, there are still something missing. Document, signature, account number, etc... Yesterday I had to write an explicite request by hand, sign it and send it back to the bank.
My wife is always mad at me because I cannot plan more that 1 week in the future. I'll use the Last-Thurdays argument the next time.
It really annoys me that according to Laplace, a demon knowing the state of any particule in the universe could predict its evolution in the future, but quantum theory just say the opposit. Knowing current state of the univers, you can "predict" everything that has past, but not how it will evolve in the future. Like if present was the cause of everything that happened in the past and we just experiencing time backward.
You remember having been there, but can you prove it's not just hallucination or fake memories injected to your brain floating in formole in a laboratory ?
I talked to them. I was then summoned by management because it was no the right time to talk to them and that I should way end of the year PMDs to do so.
Through the fire and the flame we carry on
In french, "le quignon". I have no idea where this word comes from, what it means, and if every French people use this word.
I don't like the "quignon" but my wife does. I think we complete each others.