a good start to the year

in a fateful turn of events, my career shifted for the better. 

i'm now working on the things i like, i'm actually working now, spending most of my day doing actual work.

but not the same kind of work i used to do.

before these large language models became a thing, i used to write everything from scratch. new word document every single time. it was tedious, but fun in a rouge-like kind of way. always challenging myself to create fresh. the challenge made my objective productivity comparatively less than what i'm able to do with the paid version of chatgpt.

i'd like to think of paying for chatgpt as giving myself a pay cut to make my life easier. i essentially have an assistant that can suffer the tedium for me at such a rapid rate that most people can't deliver. what it then demands from me is that i need to have a pool of internal intel for it to process. without such essential ingredient, it's terribly generic, the intelligence is indeed artificial. i also need to be clever about the specific wording and logic of my prompts. otherwise, it will misinterpret my instruction and i'll be sitting through paragraphs of cogent but useless output.

having spent a good amount of time with it, i seem to have noticed some patters too. i can't make the same comprehensive report that it could do diligently listing its usual response templates, but i can sense it because my intuition is actual.

perhaps it's the edge of human beings against these seemingly sentient machines. as flawed as we are, our yet fully understood complexity gives us a higher ceiling for expressing our competencies.

yeah sure, these artificial neural networks can rip repetitively through rows upon rows of spreadsheets or thousand-word texts within seconds. they have such a deep bag of knowledge on specific topics, and when we need it they can regurgitate all these information in an obsessively organized manner. if it were a student it would consistently rank highest in class.

artificial intelligence is essentially the most useful autistic person.

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