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Hello! You can call me Felix or Kat. This is my personal blog. My pronouns are they/them or he/him. I'm 25. Please feel free to ask me anything anytime!
don’t get me wrong the symbolic representation of lightning is pretty cool but it’s literally fucking nothing compared to how sicknasty real life lightning looks
“It’s totally possible to make a path that goes through every door exactly once”
Idk if I did it right
sorry!
it’s true you can’t draw one continuous line that would do the trick. but if the kitty and bunny set out by going through the doors they’re marked beside and each walked the certain way their colored arrows show at the same time their “collective path” as a team would go through each door only once. The moral of the story is actually about friendship , and cooperation, because in this world there are tasks you can’t do on your own.
im just fucking with you i’m pretty sure this has no right answer
i concocted a solution with a 100% mortality rate
Stop being so incredibly funny on my impossible puzzle post
You can switch the tracks so the trolley will kill one person, or you can allow it to attempt the fruitless crusade of running over each person in the maze only once.
all in a days work! *passes out*
My indecisive butt, walking in and being faced with having to make a decision, immediately leaving
oOoOoooo I’m a ghost!
Fire
dude my house
What I love about tumblr is when we see a logic problem meant to be frustrating and/or unsolvable, we almost reflexively try to destroy it.
This website’s userbase is a chimp chewing through a Chinese finger trap
I will literally joke about how I’m a hater then remember people literally have whole blogs dedicated to hating people and media and actually maybe I’m a lover who happens to occasionally dabble on criticising the things i don’t like.
This is terrible but today when I was playing volleyball outside with some friends one of their children (18 months) was sort of ambling around on his stumpy little toddler legs and so we were all trying to be careful and like not spike the ball onto the baby but then he wandered over to his father, who picked him up bc dad reflexes, and then the ball got passed over to the dad and he sort of had a no thoughts moment and instinctively used his child to smack the volleyball over to the next person. Like he just swung the kid and used his legs like a baseball bat. I’m never going to forget his face of premature regret mid baby-manuever right when he realized what he was doing AND the instant he realized his wife saw it happen. Anyway the baby was fine he didn’t make contact with the ball all that hard and he was just mad his dad wouldn’t use him as a club again but I had to sit down because I laughed so hard I cried.
I always headcanon Thomas and Jacob, just because those are a little more traditional. Also, this is 100% personal preference, but I don’t like using nicknames as legal names. It can result in an adult with a childish and cutesy name, and it leaves your kid with far fewer name options for choosing what to be called.
Thomas when he accidentally walked into the backroom of a Sharing meeting
When u breathe in her spores and feel the psychotropic effects as her mycelium begins to grow into your brain 🥴🥴🥴🫠
i don’t think this is usually how sex works
Maybe not wher you come from but i live in the forest and I’m a perfectly normal ant who can be trusted not to spread spores into the colony before mmm climbing as high and high as high as high as i can to and then and then and then and then
Honestly I’m pretty tired of supporting nostalgebraist-autoresponder. Going to wind down the project some time before the end of this year.
Posting this mainly to get the idea out there, I guess.
This project has taken an immense amount of effort from me over the years, and still does, even when it’s just in maintenance mode.
Today some mysterious system update (or something) made the model no longer fit on the GPU I normally use for it, despite all the same code and settings on my end.
This exact kind of thing happened once before this year, and I eventually figured it out, but I haven’t figured this one out yet. This problem consumed several hours of what was meant to be a relaxing Sunday. Based on past experience, getting to the bottom of the issue would take many more hours.
My options in the short term are to
A. spend (even) more money per unit time, by renting a more powerful GPU to do the same damn thing I know the less powerful one can do (it was doing it this morning!), or
B. silently reduce the context window length by a large amount (and thus the “smartness” of the output, to some degree) to allow the model to fit on the old GPU.
Things like this happen all the time, behind the scenes.
I don’t want to be doing this for another year, much less several years. I don’t want to be doing it at all.
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In 2019 and 2020, it was fun to make a GPT-2 autoresponder bot.
Hardly anyone else was doing anything like it. I wasn’t the most qualified person in the world to do it, and I didn’t do the best possible job, but who cares? I learned a lot, and the really competent tech bros of 2019 were off doing something else.
And it was fun to watch the bot “pretend to be me” while interacting (mostly) with my actual group of tumblr mutuals.
In 2023, everyone and their grandmother is making some kind of “gen AI” app. They are helped along by a dizzying array of tools, cranked out by hyper-competent tech bros with apparently infinite reserves of free time.
There are so many of these tools and demos. Every week it seems like there are a hundred more; it feels like every day I wake up and am expected to be familiar with a hundred more vaguely nostalgebraist-autoresponder-shaped things.
And every one of them is vastly better-engineered than my own hacky efforts. They build on each other, and reap the accelerating returns.
I’ve tended to do everything first, ahead of the curve, in my own way. This is what I like doing. Going out into unexplored wilderness, not really knowing what I’m doing, without any maps.
Later, hundreds of others with go to the same place. They’ll make maps, and share them. They’ll go there again and again, learning to make the expeditions systematically. They’ll make an optimized industrial process of it. Meanwhile, I’ll be locked in to my own cottage-industry mode of production.
Being the first to do something means you end up eventually being the worst.
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I had a GPT chatbot in 2019, before GPT-3 existed. I don’t think Huggingface Transformers existed, either. I used the primitive tools that were available at the time, and built on them in my own way. These days, it is almost trivial to do the things I did, much better, with standardized tools.
I had a denoising diffusion image generator in 2021, before DALLE-2 or Stable Diffusion or Huggingface Diffusers. I used the primitive tools that were available at the time, and built on them in my own way. These days, it is almost trivial to do the things I did, much better, with standardized tools.
Earlier this year, I was (probably) one the first people to finetune LLaMA. I manually strapped LoRA and 8-bit quantization onto the original codebase, figuring out everything the hard way. It was fun.
Just a few months later, and your grandmother is probably running LLaMA on her toaster as we speak. My homegrown methods look hopelessly antiquated. I think everyone’s doing 4-bit quantization now?
(Are they? I can’t keep track anymore – the hyper-competent tech bros are too damn fast. A few months from now the thing will be probably be quantized to -1 bits, somehow. It’ll be running in your phone’s browser. And it’ll be using RLHF, except no, it’ll be using some successor to RLHF that everyone’s hyping up at the time…)
“You have a GPT chatbot?” someone will ask me. “I assume you’re using AutoLangGPTLayerPrompt?”
No, no, I’m not. I’m trying to debug obscure CUDA issues on a Sunday so my bot can carry on talking to a thousand strangers, every one of whom is asking it something like “PENIS PENIS PENIS.”
Only I am capable of unplugging the blockage and giving the “PENIS PENIS PENIS” askers the responses they crave. (“Which is … what, exactly?”, one might justly wonder.) No one else would fully understand the nature of the bug. It is special to my own bizarre, antiquated, homegrown system.
I must have one of the longest-running GPT chatbots in existence, by now. Possibly the longest-running one?
I like doing new things. I like hacking through uncharted wilderness. The world of GPT chatbots has long since ceased to provide this kind of value to me.
I want to cede this ground to the LLaMA techbros and the prompt engineers. It is not my wilderness anymore.
I miss wilderness. Maybe I will find a new patch of it, in some new place, that no one cares about yet.
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Even in 2023, there isn’t really anything else out there quite like Frank. But there could be.
If you want to develop some sort of Frank-like thing, there has never been a better time than now. Everyone and their grandmother is doing it.
“But – but how, exactly?”
Don’t ask me. I don’t know. This isn’t my area anymore.
There has never been a better time to make a GPT chatbot – for everyone except me, that is.
Ask the techbros, the prompt engineers, the grandmas running OpenChatGPT on their ironing boards. They are doing what I did, faster and easier and better, in their sleep. Ask them.
Sorry but if you say you’re “being realistic” or “seeing the world as it is” and then only spout of the negatives then you’re not being realistic and your worldview will devour you whole. Pessimism is not realistic. There is no world void of joy and to believe that is to ignore the goodness in the world and only see things in an unrealistic, cynical perspective that is not and never will be how things are. Find some joy in the smallest of things or perish.
Sorry but if you say you’re “being realistic” or “seeing the world as it is” and then only spout of the negatives then you’re not being realistic and your worldview will devour you whole. Pessimism is not realistic. There is no world void of joy and to believe that is to ignore the goodness in the world and only see things in an unrealistic, cynical perspective that is not and never will be how things are. Find some joy in the smallest of things or perish.
Sorry but if you say you’re “being realistic” or “seeing the world as it is” and then only spout of the negatives then you’re not being realistic and your worldview will devour you whole. Pessimism is not realistic. There is no world void of joy and to believe that is to ignore the goodness in the world and only see things in an unrealistic, cynical perspective that is not and never will be how things are. Find some joy in the smallest of things or perish.