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I used somewhat more than 6 words, but it was nothing beyond a question what my mother tongue likely is. ChatGPT 5.2 The-Unthinking got it right.

I just had a real Amelia moment, when a UK lesbian threatened me with a visit from authorities in the next week from my IP address (she didn't have it) for my thoughtcrimes.

I expected LLMs to be good at categorizing freeform but mostly predictable responses like feedback forms and open-ended poll questions. But my naive attempt at dumping a spreadsheet with a few hundred such answers into an LLM ended with the narrowest categories possible, where all it managed to group together were the most obvious synonyms or the closest permutations of the word order, and without any counts to boot. My second attempt included giving it examples of how broad the categories should be, but then it used only those example categories and undercounted half of total entries, I didn't even bother checking the numbers of specific categories. At that point I decided not to waste time. In the future, any tips how on how to make one accomplish this task?

The same thing from the first comment here, Silent Partner, Unfinished Business, an excellent thriller fanfic of Death Note featuring burgeoning romance between Naomi Misora and Misa Amane. Ironically enough, just like that first comment, this one is preceded by a mention of Naomi Misora a short bit ago somewhere else on The Motte.

I said "bugs and sludge alternatives" and tofu clearly falls into the latter category. Don't get a sprain patting yourself on the back.

As a tangent to your noticing, after a blog pointed it out for me, I can't help noticing how more and more places use verbiage like "pick a protein" or "protein options" to normalize various bugs and sludge alternatives to normal meat.

I like the implication that if a pedestrian dies from falling on the tracks, it's fine for the robot train to run over the body. Pure nerd approach!

I munched on some and realized I don't know if it's an ordinary snack or something weird to eat on its own.

Do you eat raw garlic by itself?

Thanks for the info. Fairly sure it was not that, because I definitely was not in such a state, having taken only a doctor-prescribed dose (admittedly for purposes other than being able to pick up deviants in a deviant place) and having the judgement on me made after maybe one my line, maybe before I said anything at all.

Hope, no, have an absurd unrealistic fantasy, yes. Though, as it turned out, not entirely unrealistic. With once to twice a year over a handful of years, 100% of results so far. The rest of the questions go into general interrogation rather than the concrete topic, so I'll leave them unanswered.

Content warning: excessive amounts of degenerate TMI

Today I went to the sex club I patronize for what might or might not have been the tenth time. (The reason for uncertainty will become clear shortly.)

Over the years I had a few sexual firsts there, many awesome experiences and many barely mediocre ones. Two times I got turned away at the door, the second one for simply being too ugly for the standard set for the night, the first time under the pretense of me being high. Don't get me wrong, I was on benzos that night, but I'm on them every time I visit, and nobody said anything before or after, plus, @self_made_human, are there even any telltales in a stranger whose baseline behavior you don't know?

In this occasion a first was a woman initiating a conversation in the bar area, carrying it on for a minute, and taking me by hand into a room to give me head without reciprocation or anything else. Previously I would have called this sequence the golden standard of genuine attraction, the only kind of attraction that is not some other consideration disingenuously called attraction to muddy the waters, like when they put out because of your personality. I'm eager to find out how my mind will rationalize that this still doesn't count and I'm definitionally unattractive.

Having started on a great note, the evening quickly went downhill. You see, when you attend as a single man, you either need two heaps, of natural or augmented charisma, and of luck, because single girls are almost non-existent, and girls who are a part of a couple are almost always interested only in other couples. So by default you prowl and prowl and prowl between areas, constantly bumping into the same set of other beggars, trying to be in the right place at the right time to have something exciting include you. It generally works, but it's a depressing and shameful process, and with a low turnout today I thought it'd finally fail. (I made this sound too miserable. You see lots of hot live-performance porn in the process.)

(One time I attended with a girl. When I pointed out that while yes, I had previously said that just chilling for the entire duration in the bar area is an absolutely legitimate option, I had honestly assumed it would be Plan B in case she decided against engaging in anything despite her stated interests, not Plan A&Only, she started crying. It was not the same girl who cried for the Na'Vi.)

Still, it finished great too. Right by the closing time I had an interaction with a girl which situation was nothing like came in the fluffer, but in my degenerate broken psyche registered as a cute interaction, and the most positive emotions I felt towards a non-relative member of the opponent sex for a long time.

Cattiness doesn't suit you. And no, it doesn't get easier, it simply replaces one kind of suck with another kind of suck, and neither of them in the fun sense of the word.

I'm certain you personally have used the famous reply on more culture warry topics here:

If.

Number 1 never happened while I cared, number 2 has never happened so far now that I don't, number 3 is the same violation of causality as in another comment, how will she know before the encounter ends?

Not anymore. These days I can barely muster the motivation to perform the exhausting routine required to get into bed with her the first time, when senses of accomplishment and novelty tip the scales. The second and further times? Hell no.

Are you a Zizian? They believe that their decisions in the present can influence the past. Here in the real world my actions in bed cannot affect whether she has gotten into said bed with me.

That's all well and good, but I fail to see how that's my problem.

You could imagine how irritating it is to hear that men spend 30 minutes a day jerking off to porn for decades and then one of them finally gets to fuck you and has no idea how to bring you to orgasm and you leave the experience totally unsatisfied.

Nowadays I have a simple principle: her pleasure, her responsibility.

He advocates for killing me, as a part of killing an unbounded amount of people, for the goal of preventing an unapproved by him AGI. Therefore...

What does everyone think of Eliezer Yudkowsky?

Answering this question would break the rules on fedposting.

Hamburger is the pinnacle of human food, the zenith of an unguided evolutionary process. The taste which appeals to everyone from children and childish picky eaters to people who have personal chefs all around the globe, the way how it slots into logistics and economics to make it ubiquitous and cheap rivalled only by instant ramen, but with actual protein and with no need for utensils or even for sitting down to consume.

The last scene of the book is the guy proclaiming his love for her and her kissing him. Of course, by then the mentor is dead. A literal alpha widow lol. And at the guy's hands and when he was mind-controlled, dangerous and no pesky optics concerns! The book came this close to a redpill bingo, but it was the other threesome participant who ended up pregnant by the older man.

I recently got triggered by a scene in a book where an extremely socially awkward academically gifted nerd catches his cute and smart crush accompanying the queen bee hoe on the way to have a threesome with their mentor. I might have had one night stands and group sex, or had the best compliment of my life be that my something broke it off by writing how she had found a good, proper boy and I was too wild for her, or nowadays be unable to even imagine a crush on the opponent sex. Still inside I always will be that character whose crush would find the very notion of seeing him as a sexual being as ridiculous and very much would rather be in the harem of a desirable man.

Plus I've gained years and weight, lost hair and money (a lot). And after reflection I think I was wrong when I wrote in the previous thread that attracting them with personality feels the same as attracting them with money. It feels much worse. At least money is honest.

Happy New Year.

I only listen to audiodrama fiction podcasts, some of my favorites:

The Magnus Archives — horror, monster of the week with an overarching plot format, the framing device are case reports read aloud
Malevolent — an original story in Lovecraft's world, the framing device is the protagonist talking with an entity that possessed parts of his body
SAYER — sci-fi, a sadistic AI in charge of a space station, the framing device are instructions from the titular AI SAYER to personnel
Edict Zero — FIS — sci-fi, cops, criminals, conspiracies, hackers, no framing device, just dialogue