I want to write gnocchi code, where each little nugget is good on its own and they still blend together perfectly in the sauce. But I still end up with mashed potato-code if I don’t watch myself.

I fully relate to being uncomfortable when others use my name. I dont hate it anymore, but people using it when talking to me weirds me out. I know who I am so you don’t have to remind me, and you know who I am because you’re currently talking to me!

It just feels like constantly being poked with something sharp when someone overuses my name, or I get on edge like I expect them to try pickpocket me at any moment, or I get tense and feel my fuse shortening like they’re being condescending and sort of explaining my own name to me?

I don’t know, it’s just really grinding my gears. Dont know if it’s adhd though, or having overactive walls and defenses, or something else.

You replied to only one of my points, and that’s not even what I said…

They train new models on base models, and I’m talking about how they scraped the internet without permission or how websites sold their users data without compensation and how no one was ever given any opportunity to opt out of sharing your work and your words to train these base models on.

Without that grand scale theft we would have no base models anywhere near what we have now.

I’m not opposed to willingly sharing, I’m opposed to profiting from stealing.

I noticed how quickly my own skills started deteriorating when trying to work with it. I’m trying to build my skills, not outsource them.

I also don’t love the environmental impact, nor the immorality of how they got/get their training sets for the base models.

If my work tried to force me to use it, I would be looking to change employer. Or lie and say I use it. But our AI use is heavily regulated and generally disencouraged, so luckily no issues there.

Of course.

My reasons for not using AI are the same as they were four months ago and will be the same in four months, regardless of what the models can or can’t do.

Ask again in four years.

Sometimes she cries because she misses me. I try to kiss her cheeks like I used to, to make her understand that I’m still here. I don’t have lips so I use my tongue. It feels natural, like that is how I always kiss her. Is that how I used to kiss her?

Sometimes she hugs me a bit too hard and buries her face into my fur, because she is glad I came into her life the same day I disappeared. Did I disappear? I am here.

I wag my tail because I am happy. I will always comfort her on the anniversary of when he disappeared. I will never leave. I love her.