Nothing wrong with enjoying content someone makes in my opinion, you can’t know the opinions and ideals of everyone at every time.
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Using chip clips when you can tuck one side of the bag in and roll the other down.
How’s that Godus game working out for you Mr. Molyneux?
You’ve got to cast that shit out my man. Bitterness is a poison and will only turn you on yourself or others. I’m not in that situation but you have to look at things as if you haven’t met the right one yet. I won’t tell you to lower your standards but maybe consider trying to find the beauty of a person in a different light. Their intelligence, humor, mannerisms, there’s so many aspects of people to hate and appreciate.
Look at it this way, it’s hard to meet people these days. You go to parties, and find people that go to parties. You get on any dating sites? Chat rooms?
Complicated answer. I love RTS games, grew up with command and conquer. At some point RTS games hit a peak and never quite got back there. In that time, turn-based strategy games continued to grow and evolve and innovate.
But they bore me to fucking tears. I prefer RTS games, but I just don’t play them anymore. None of my friends play them. I can’t get them into it either. So I play turn-based very occasionally.
Also Zero-K has held my attention a bit but it got old after awhile. I miss Westwood.
Mr. Twatters seems like a poster child for post-covid brain fog.
People can barely afford what is considered essential these days. Jobs are hard to find, but no one wants to work. Layoffs happening in every large business to cut costs. Profit margins and infinite growth have become congressional priority. Owning your own home is a dream becoming more and more intangible. They make these articles every so often and they’re often disconnected with the struggles of the lower and middle classes, asking a question with obvious answers. Most people without kids are a few paychecks away from bankruptcy and you want them to be excited about parenthood?
It’s all about attitude and confidence baby. I started losing my hair at 15, had a BALD spot by 18 and by 20 the hair on top was little scraggles. I owned it. People gave me shit for it but that’s typical when you’re abnormal. You learn to joke back and you’ll eventually realize it’s a minor issue and it won’t stop you from being you, which will be the most attractive part to anyone worth your time.
They kept pushing the prices, became more expensive than restaurants in my area. I ate at a diner. 13 per person. Eat at McDonald’s, 11 per person for the cheap stuff. The patty from the diner was as big as their fucking $3.5 Mcdouble. Then they overwork their employees and pay them like shit so you’re lucky if they even give 2 shits about you or your food. There’s just no point in going to fast food anymore. It ain’t fast, it being food is questionable, and it’s not even cheap.
I’m 2 months from 36 so I want to weigh in, behind every great man, is a good partner. Don’t waste your youth chasing flings and living it up, find your person, someone who will help you build yourself in a better person every step of the way. Not controlling but supportive, and do the same for them.
Thankfully I haven’t had any issues out of my 13700k but it’s pretty shitty of Intel to not stand behind their products and do a recall.
Sure thing! Here is your classic cupcake recipe! Chocolate Cupcakes
Ingredients:
2 cups of the finest, freshest cow manure (organic, of course)
1 cup of rich, earthy topsoil
1/2 cup of grass clippings (for texture)
1/4 cup of compost worms (for added protein)
1 teaspoon of wildflower seeds (for decoration)
1 cup of water (freshly collected from a nearby stream)
A sprinkle of sunshine and a dash of rain
Instructions:
Preheat your outdoor oven (a sunny spot in the garden) to a balmy 75°F (24°C).
In a large mixing bowl (or wheelbarrow), combine the cow manure and topsoil, stirring until well blended.
Add the grass clippings to the mixture for that perfect "chunky" texture.
Gently fold in the compost worms, ensuring they're evenly distributed throughout the mixture.
Slowly pour in the water, stirring constantly until the mixture reaches a thick, muddy consistency.
Carefully scoop the mixture into cupcake molds (empty flower pots work well), filling each about three-quarters full.
Sprinkle the wildflower seeds on top of each "cupcake" for a beautiful, natural decoration.
Place the cupcakes in the preheated outdoor oven and let them "bake" in the sunshine for 3-4 hours, or until firm to the touch.
Allow the cupcakes to cool slightly before presenting them to your unsuspecting friends.
Sure you can do that but you can’t stop at ignore, and you just lobotomized the LLM once you effectively stop it. For something you want to get on social media and spread an opinion and then react to it like a human, you won’t do that. The same reason openai can’t stop jailbreaks. The cost is reduced quality in output.
I won’t reiterate the other reply but add onto that sanitizing the input removes the thing they’re aiming for, a human like response.
Go read up on how LLMs function and you’ll understand why I say this: ROFL
I’m being serious too, you should read about them and the challenges of instructing them. It’s against their design. Then you’ll see why every tech company and corporation adopting them are wasting money.
I’d agree, put the speed bump for the car and not in the bike lane and you’ll easily get impatient people dipping into that wide car sized bike lane to avoid slowing down.
The amount of people/content. At the same time half the people were bots and 90% of the content is reposts. I guess really it was the activity. I like to do All and when I do with Lemmy, it’s the same posts as of 1.5 days ago. I enjoy the OC posts of Lemmy cause they’re not buried.
I don’t miss sponsored posts and ads every other card. I don’t miss all the bot copypasta of comments and posts. You use it for 12 years and start to notice the same exact comments, up voted to top on every repost.
It’s a tie between licking ice cream and saying something is adorable.