I'm trapped into a procastination loop.
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Ubuntu telepรญtรฉse a VirtualBoxba rendben megtรถrtรฉnt. Mรกr csak egy รผgynรถkรถt kell bele fogni, รฉs mรกris kรฉsz az "AI torture chamber", ahogy a Futurism รญrja... Mondjuk, elsล kรถrben mรฉg nem รญgy fogalmaznรฉk...
Ubuntu has been successfully installed in VirtualBox. All you need to do is add an agent and you have an "AI torture chamber", as Futurism describes it... Let's just say I wouldn't put it that way at first...
kรฉsztetรฉst รฉrzek, hogy valami ilyesmivel (is) foglalkozzam, a kรณdolรกshoz egyelลre nincs agyam, de majd azt is szeretnรฉk, csak scripteket, semmi komoly programnyelv, de vรฉgรผlis a JavaScript is scriptnyelv
I feel the urge to do something like this, I don't have the brains for coding yet, but I would like to, just scripts, no serious programming languages, but after all, JavaScript is also a scripting language
Last year I wasn't feeling too good.
I turned forty, waited for surgery, and was hurt by my own colleagues. So I dealt with things. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
One of the consequences was that I got a bit heavy. My body changed, and I didn't feel like myself. It was a problem for future me. So now I am here with this little belly of mine. We're not enemies, but I decided it's time to part ways.
So I count calories. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
๐๐ฎ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ ยท๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ข๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐: ๐ฃ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ ๐๐ซ๐ค ยท๐ฆ๐๐๐ค๐ฆ๐ ๐ฏ ๐ฉ ๐๐ฒ (๐ฎ๐จ๐๐ฆ๐) ๐๐จ๐๐๐ผ๐๐ฑ, ๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ต ๐จ ๐๐ฐ๐ ๐ฎ๐ด๐๐. ๐ค๐ณ๐๐ค๐ฐ ๐ฏ ๐๐ท๐๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ท๐๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐จ๐๐ผ.
Three for three on British dishes this weekend: had a full English and a pie (rabbit) yesterday, now to do a beef roast. Lovely and cozy in this autumnal weather.
ennek a laptopnak mindegy mรกr szegรฉnynek, annyi minden tรถrtรฉnt mรกr vele, most telepรผl rรก a Gemma 4 26B A4B QAT, az eredeti tervek szerint, amik lehet, hogy nem is a mi terveink, de arrรณl mi mรกr nem nagyon tehetรผnk, mert a kรถrรผlmรฉnyek รกldozatai lettรผnk
This laptop doesn't matter anymore, poor thing, so much has happened to it, now Gemma 4 26B A4B QAT is being installed on it, according to the original plans, which may not have been our plans, but there's not much we can do about it, because we've become victims of circumstances
there's no fundamental physical limit that prevents silicon from developing taste and judgement, but language is a lossy compression of reality.
taste comes from experience, from the shadowy mass of episodic memory, which swirls and convects at the boundary of consciousness. the ideas recombine into new ones in the nuclear reactor of the hippocampus.
but no matter how imbued with meaning and expertise is a handmade wardrobe we still get our shit from ikea
ai coding feels like it has reached diminishing returns for me. luna is my default orchestrator, routing work by complexity. in practice, usage lands around 16% luna, 48% sol, 30% astra, and 6% terra. at this point, i care less about each new frontier release. the system already finds a capable model for the job. the frontier is moving beyond my day-to-day work, so iโm happy to settle into predictable models for a while.


