yeah i love doom eternal and you’re completely right here. i think it’s definitely more noticeable at higher difficulties, but the game absolutely demands a certain rhythm
that’s why i ran every request in a different chat session
i was curious so i tried it with chatgpt. here are the chat links:
overall it didn’t seem too bad. it sort of started focusing on the ecological and astrobiological side of the same topic but didn’t completely drift. to be honest, i think it would have done a lot worse if i made the prompt less specific. if it was just “summarize this text” and “expand on these points” i think chatgpt would get very distracted
if ios, then Arctic for sure. it’s the only one that feels as smooth as apollo did, has some excellent customizability, and is just as feature rich as the more popular clients
juvenoia
if it was torturous then nobody would bother learning instruments
the only impulsive part of this acquisition is how willing you seem to be to give up. just try it again. and then if you’re not satisfied by how it’s going, that’s an excellent excuse to do it again. and the cycle repeats until one day, you are satisfied by how it’s going
had to take it before someone else on my instance got there first
No, because that would imply that infinity has an end. 0.999… = 1 because there are an infinite number of 9s. There isn’t a last 9, and therefore the decimal is equal to 1. Because there are an infinite number of 9s, you can’t put an 8 or 7 at the end, because there is literally no end. The principle of 0.999… = 1 cannot extend to the point point where 0 = 1 because that’s not infinity works.
I like it. It adds a lot of content to my feed, even if most of it is shitposting
Own a musket for home defense, since that’s what the founding fathers intended. Four ruffians break into my house. “What the devil?” As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he’s dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it’s smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, “Tally ho lads” the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.