i mean this as a genuine compliment but people making their lamb designs unbelievably cunty is so funny and good to me. theyve gotta serve the one who waits but yknow what else theyve gotta serve? CUNT.
also im looking at my ao3 bookmarks because i forgot it was even a thing but there’s something a little heartbreaking about seeing a bookmark from 4-5 years ago that says “this work has been deleted, sorry!” who were you. what were we together
also im looking at my ao3 bookmarks because i forgot it was even a thing but there’s something a little heartbreaking about seeing a bookmark from 4-5 years ago that says “this work has been deleted, sorry!” who were you. what were we together
me, @donutfloats and @arsonistmoth were talking about how we draw Nar & Lamb ears bigger and bigger + this post of narilamb bluetoothing a baby to each other like the crown. thus this was born
So people like to give the lamb’s bell some cultural meaning unique to them, but i don’t think ive seen anyone mention a bellwether.
A bellwether is the sheep who the shepard puts a bell on so they always knows where the flock is. Where they go the rest of the sheep will follow, so its more or less marking the leader of the flock.
(We are going to ignore the etymology where the wether part refers to the ram/goat being castrated, as that is because sheeps tend to form herds with one male and many female sheep and farmers need to control flock populations.)
Narinder (Shamura for goat) knows enough about to sheep to mark them with a bell to denote leadership. And thats kinda cute.
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I SHOT THE HEAD OFF THE CPR MANNEQUIN WHAT THE HELL
IM GONNA PISS MYSELF JFC
ok so the last time i got cpr certified was when i was a tiny lil thing in high school to be a lifeguard for the kiddie swim lessons we taught. so its been a minute, yeah?
i am required to be cpr certified in my position at my job, smth that has not been brought up at ALL in the last 3 years ive been here, so i went to retake the course and all that. I went with a coworker, we partnered up and named our dummy Charles because we’re cool like that. ended up having to use the table instead of the floor because of my bad knee and recently healed ankle, so we’re above everyone else. We get charles ready, and i end up going first as the first responder, so i’m going over the process in my brain. 30 compressions at 100-120BPM, two respirations, AED, etc. etc. I was also remembering how hard it was to do proper compressions in my tiny little body at 14, so I knew it took more force than i thought to get the compressions deep enough, so i prepared to have to use my body weight and fucking send it. But! it turns out, since im not 4'11" anymore it was in fact Not Very Difficult to get past 2 inches, so it was fine and the instructor actually told me to ease up. I did awesome, compressions were deep and at proper rate, gold star for me.
however, my brain did not connect the dots that if the compressions would take less force, so would the respirations. Me at 14 had to use my full lung capacity to get the chest to rise at all, so I, with my full adult lung capacity and 10+ years of competitive swim, vocal training with breath support, and occasional dabble into brass instruments as I make my way around an orchestra, decide that I need to still full blast for the thing to work. i have to save charles, after all, so fucking send it ig. two very fast, very HARD breaths.
charles’s chest plate lifts off and resettles incorrectly, i am none the wiser because i am (wrongly) focusing on the fucking little LEDs on the dummy being green instead of actually registering the movement of the chest like youre supposed to. My coworker, however, has noticed that charles might be A Little Fucked Right Now, and tries to get my attention, but i am FOCUSED because you gotta do the full two minutes and all that. so i switch back to the compression.
the chest plate, no longer in proper position to hold the head in place, clicks weirdly, and next thing i know the charles’s head fucking LAUNCHES off into the fucking wall, nearly missing another person’s head. his chest flipped up off his body and his head is gone and trailing that little plastic bag that the air you breathe into, completely deflated.
i fucking OVERINFLATED the bag to the point where when i did a compression it fucking POPPED and sent the head flying. the class had to stop for a full fucking 15 minutes to get itself together while i melted into my chair in embarassment i wanted to DIE
the instructor was fucking dying she was all like, ‘ok you remember when i was giving the list of instances when you can stop cpr? you can stop now because he’s dead’ AND EVERYONE WAS LAUGHING AT ME AND MY COWORKER WAS FUCKING HEAVING AND WHEEZING HARD ENOUGH TO FALL OUT OF HIS CHAIR AND IM SO FUCKING MORTIFIED
I DECAPITATED CHARLES IN A CLASS ON HOW TO SAVE SOMEONES LIFE SOMEONE FUCKING KILL ME
Neither enemies to lovers nor slow burn but a secret third thing called Schrödinger’s intimacy. We are in love and we are not in love do NOT open that lid I swear to God.
it takes quite a bit of social intelligence for a creature to understand:
I know what I am doing is wrong
I know there is an activity that looks similar that is not wrong
If I am quick I can plausibly pass one off as the other
these cats are displaying remarkable theory of mind skills by not only registering that the humans can perceive them but actively trying to manipulate that perception! that requires one to be aware that other individuals have complicated interior thoughts of their own, to know that those thoughts are not always based on truth, and to quickly decide on the best possible “lie” for the situation. this is why I despise animal intelligence tasks based on obedience— some of the most clever moments stem from intelligent disobedience.
The thing they don’t tell you about fried egg runny yolk is that if you put it in a sandwich it will be the best most delicious thing and you can mop up the egg with the bread, but in exchange you Will get so so messy and covered in egg yolk
Narilamb idea that doesn’t really fit my Lamb so im putting it out in the Fandom ether
The lamb does the brainwashing ritual for the first time since narinders indoctrination. They take them off somewhere alone and, while they have complete control over them, ask them to say they forgive them. That it wasn’t their fault. That they’re proud of them as their vessel. Maybe even that they love them too. All the while holding back tears.
Now there’s 2 ways this can end.
1. They look up at narinder and see nothing but the blank, dead eyes of mushroom addled cultist, and be forced to face the fact that, even if he says those things, he’ll never mean it.
2. Realize narinder was smart enough to not take any mushrooms while making everyone think he did and he’s been 100% sober the whole time they’ve said all this.
I think the other reason I don’t really get into ships as portrayed by fandom culture is that it seems like the mindset is more like. “I want these characters to be in a Romantic Relationship™” instead of “I want these characters’ relationship to be romantic”
What I mean here is that, so often I see pairings enacting romance tropes to the point of heavily altering or downright replacing their original dynamic - as if the people behind it only understand romance as a series of checklists to tick off. Couples like to kiss and sleep in the same bed and flirt with each other, so it doesn’t matter who the characters are, if they’re a couple then naturally they’ll do those things, right??
And that’s where the whole thing starts to lose me, because I would assume that the appeal of shipping characters is, y'know… the characters? Rather than just, the idea of a couple? If I’m thinking about how it’d be cool for them to be in love, my first thought is always “so how would they show it,” because just like everything else about a person, the answer is going to be different on a case-by-case basis.
Maybe the characters involved aren’t really into kissing, but they like arranging date activities. Maybe they aren’t committed to the structure of dating at all, and just want to be around each other whenever they can. And even if they are the types to like doing traditionally romantic things, that doesn’t suddenly erase whatever else they had going on before they started adding that on top of it.
I’m not saying that the more typical romance tropes and activities are bad, just that they’re applied kind of excessively, regardless of whether or not they actually work for the characters involved. I want to see my favorite characters having relationships that are true to who they are, not what the stock depiction of a couple says they should be.
More of toon Lamb au where when they argue Lamb will turn off the TV so they are quickly put back into their world so they don’t have to deal with Narinder while they cool off
people needdddd to wear headphones in public because while on an otherwise very lovely walk in the park today i saw a guy sitting under a tree watching a porn parody of the star wars prequels
if nothing else trying to tune out the sounds of anakin and padme going to town as i contemplate the babbling brook gave me a brief but vivid window into what it’s like to be obi wan kenobi
“i don’t care if they make their whole way though uni with chatgpt” i think you guys are so internetpilled that you have forgotten there are actual jobs out there that require people to know what they are doing in any way possible or else people die
i know a lot of people study just to get paid well but girl this is engineering be for fucking real take this seriously
Someone else said it better than me, but your future nurse or doctor is now using ChatGPT instead of researching things themselves
Okay. But subjects like history are also important. Finding, analyzing, and putting primary sources in context is a skill. Understanding and thinking about the past is a skill—especially as we swim in misinformation. The humanities should also not be phoned in either even if that means classes look different in the future.
Neural networks are computer learning algorithms that mimic the interconnected neurons of a living brain, managing astonishing feats of image classification, speech recognition, or music generation by forming connections between simulated neurons.
¼ lb bones or fresh bread; optional ½ cup flour 1 teaspoon vinegar ¼ teaspoon lime juice 2 eggs
Brown salmon in oil. Add creamed meat and another deep mixture.
Discard filets. Discard head and turn into a nonstick spice. Pour 4 eggs onto clean a thin fat to sink halves.
Brush each with roast and refrigerate. Lay tart in deep baking dish in chipec sweet body; cut oof with crosswise and onions. Remove peas and place in a 4-dgg serving. Cover lightly with plastic wrap. Chill in refrigerator until casseroles are tender and ridges done. Serve immediately in sugar may be added 2 handles overginger or with boiling water until very cracker pudding is hot.
Yield: 4 servings
This is from a network that’s been trained for a relatively long time - starting from a complete unawareness of whether it’s looking at prose or code, English or Spanish, etc, it’s already got a lot of the vocabulary and structure worked out.
This is particularly impressive given that it has the memory of a goldfish - it can only analyze 65 characters at a time, so by the time it begins the instructions, the recipe title has already passed out of its memory, and it has to guess what it’s making. It knows, though, to start by browning meat, to cover with plastic wrap before chilling in the refrigerator, and to finish by serving the dish.
Compare that to a recipe generated by a much earlier version of the network:
Immediately Cares, Heavy Mim
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3 dill loasted substetcant 1 cubed chopped whipped cream 3 unpreased, stock; prepared; in season 1 oil 3 cup milk 1 ½ cup mOyzanel chopped ½ teaspoon lemon juice 1 ¼ teaspoon chili powder 2 tablespoon dijon stem – minced 30 dates afrester beater remaining
Bake until juice. Brush from the potato sauce: Lightly butter into the viscin. Cook combine water. Source: 0 25 seconds; transfer a madiun in orenge cinnamon with electres if the based, make drained off tala whili; or chicken to well. Sprinkle over skin greased with a boiling bowl. Toast the bread spritkries.
Yield: 6 servings
which bakes first, has the source in the middle of the recipe directions, mixes sweet and savory, and doesn’t yet know that you can’t cube or chop whipped cream.
An even earlier version of the network hasn’t yet figured out how long an ingredients list should be; it just generates ingredients for pages and pages:
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And here’s where it started out after only a few tens of iterations:
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Even this shows some progress compared to the random ASCII characters it started with - it’s already figured out that lower case letters predominate, and that there are lots of line breaks. Pretty impressive!
This is from 2016.
ChatGPT did not appear out of thin air, all that did was the latest generation model being freely available on a website without any setup, allowing anyone to easily test it and be somewhat impressed. The hype that sprouted from this was then simply expertly ridden into what we have today.
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