Miles O'Brien

They stated they didn’t break piracy laws because they downloaded a shitload of books for their LLM and didn’t seed any.

Torrents are downloaded by “leeches” and put out for download by “seeders”

A proper ratio of what you downloaded to what you allow others to download should be 1:1 if you’re not a dick. (1gb downloaded means you need to upload 1gb to other users for 1:1) but if you don’t seed at ALL or if you only seed bare minimum to keep downloading things, you’re called a Leech, and derogatorily. Because you didn’t seed.

So they’re stating “we didn’t break the law, we’re just leeches!”

They had an app store?

Depends on what I’m playing.

I can comfortably play some games down to 12fps ±3ish, if it isn’t something that’s fast paced.

I have yet to play anything where I’m skilled enough for higher than 30fps to matter response-wise, and while I can notice the difference between 60fps and 240fps on my monitor, I gotta say it doesn’t do much for me.

Maybe I just don’t know what to look for, what I’m missing, or how to set up my laptop right, but who knows. My eyes could be stuck on 720p for all I know.

The problem is not the price.

The problem is Ai “art” is inherently stealing the work of other people, and not in a way that a painter can say they were influenced by some other painter.

Old people and overreacting to normal things because new ideas are scary and confusing

Name a more iconic duo

“When you are of working age and you have no more days off this week”

FTFY

No need for pointless generational divides, we’re all exhausted from this hell life.

You heard it here folks, you shouldn’t question something unless you are directly affected by it.

I would like that, the structure would not.

For now all I have is a dragon tree that needs extra attention I need advice on, and an aloe plant.

The first time I played that I was at the tail end of a marathon session from hyperfixating on the game.

I quit playing for a week because the cutscenes.

And of course beat it first try with no warm up when I came back…

Saturday was really warm here, like “t-shirt and jeans weather” warm.

I was in the middle of walking between buildings when the clouds broke.

I immediately turned toward the sun and for one, shining moment, I channeled the spirit of Solaire of Astoria. For a brief moment, I was so grossly incandescent.

I decided “fuck this I’m going home and practicing archery.” so I stood out in the sun for an hour and a half until the sun dipped below the trees.

I really need to get one of those full spectrum light panels that helps with seasonal affective disorder, or like a vitamin d lamp or something. It doesn’t help that my current residence has no windows, so all light is artificial and to get any sun I have to actually go outside.

But the business analysts are the most profitable group, anywhere! If you don’t believe me just hire a business analyst to analyze things and they’ll prove it to you!

I haven’t logged into Facebook in over a decade, can’t even remember the login email. Can’t be arsed to jump through hoops to ask for it to be deleted.

Can’t imagine why anyone would willingly make a fb page today.

"They came first for the distros. But I didn’t speak up, because it was only Facebook and only Linux. "

Okay here’s the plan.

I gonna slam the door open, run straight in, and attack with the most basic of attacks I can think of.

It’s foolproof.

My family usually get an “okay I’m gonna go now. I’ll see you later” and that’s about it.

But by then they can tell I’ve had enough of people today and want to leave so they’re never surprised.

And if anyone wants to think I left because they arrived, so be it. I am not the shepherd of my family’s emotions.

I can’t just leave without saying anything though. Not unless they pissed me off.

I’ve got a pretty nice system.

1: PANIC

B- Go

You may notice there’s no conversation before the final step. This is because my anxiety doesn’t allow me much talking until I can decompress.

It’s worked so far.

“It was great seeing you again”

“but… You just got here five minutes ago”

“SO great…”

May I… Stand unshaken…

“…thank you…”

I’m not crying YOU’RE CRYING

Which is insane, how do you pillage most of the planet looking for spices to sell people and then have the blandest food in the world…

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Repeat at next joint.