>> For myself, I've noticed that--when I *do* still read Tumblr (now as a lurker)--it's because I was *already* in no condition to do anything else. It's a symptom, not a cause.
Yeah reading tumblr is much easier than like, knocking out 200k words of the novel series I'm working on; it's the latter which sits precariously close to the line of being an energy-neutral action such that sometimes I'll do it and then be exhausted and sometimes I'll do it and be refreshed.
>> We live surrounded by *wrongness*, by things that are acutely, viscerally not as they should be. Everywhere you look--whether in the physical or digital or abstract realms--there are things that are dirty or broken or garbage or disorganised or conspicuous-in-their-absence, and it feels like wounds in the body of reality.
I don't know how much of this is circumstantial and how much is personality-based, but my resting mental state is pretty oblivious to these things (and to everything else, often).
>> "Seder" is the Passover ritual dinner, done for two days in a row once a year (today and tomorrow, as it happens, which is perhaps why the word came to your mind) and not every week.
Ack, pure unforced error. Thank you for the correction.
>> I'm glad it landed heads. <3
<3
>> this feels like a graph sort of thing
Yeah okay who knows how long the market will remain irrational on that one. Could be a week, could be a lifetime. Could be ten lifetimes.
>> ChatGPT gave me a confidently wrong answer
Yeah this is what worries me most, is the fact that the failure mode is "the best lie it could imagine" rather than like, bad lies or admitting ignorance or something.
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Yeah reading tumblr is much easier than like, knocking out 200k words of the novel series I'm working on; it's the latter which sits precariously close to the line of being an energy-neutral action such that sometimes I'll do it and then be exhausted and sometimes I'll do it and be refreshed.
>> We live surrounded by *wrongness*, by things that are acutely, viscerally not as they should be. Everywhere you look--whether in the physical or digital or abstract realms--there are things that are dirty or broken or garbage or disorganised or conspicuous-in-their-absence, and it feels like wounds in the body of reality.
I don't know how much of this is circumstantial and how much is personality-based, but my resting mental state is pretty oblivious to these things (and to everything else, often).
>> "Seder" is the Passover ritual dinner, done for two days in a row once a year (today and tomorrow, as it happens, which is perhaps why the word came to your mind) and not every week.
Ack, pure unforced error. Thank you for the correction.
>> I'm glad it landed heads. <3
<3
>> this feels like a graph sort of thing
Yeah okay who knows how long the market will remain irrational on that one. Could be a week, could be a lifetime. Could be ten lifetimes.
>> ChatGPT gave me a confidently wrong answer
Yeah this is what worries me most, is the fact that the failure mode is "the best lie it could imagine" rather than like, bad lies or admitting ignorance or something.