Random Ramblings of a College Student

1. The court holds Google responsible for statements made by its AI, considering them Google's statements (search engines have limited liability for results in their engine as they're the words of other sites/companies/people), meaning when their AI lies/hallucinates they're liable for the defamation/harm resulting from those statements.

2. Google's defense that customers are generally aware of the lack of reliability and are responsible for fact checking was dismissed. As the court pointed out, that would "significantly diminish" AI Search's stated purpose and it can't be distinguished from Google's business practices/statements as a search tool.

3. Studies have found about 91% of Google's everyday AI responses are accurate, leaving millions of searches per HOUR with potential liability for falsehoods. 56% of correct responses weren't supported by the sources the AI listed. Both of which mean Google is now liable for a LOT more AI "errors."

4. Google was held liable for 80% of court costs in this case and this precedent is expected to reverberate around the world. This is a massive shift from the 3rd-party search provider role Google has previously played and it comes right as they've tied ALL searches to their AI search.

After all this, I love Frieren, I adore Frieren. I have the Manga, The Blu-ray, the figures... I'm a fan. I'm just frustrated when people wax lyrical about how "Demons only speak human language to deceive" is such an original concept with no baggage.

a leaked series of press shots shows a photo of the two recreating the spiderman pointing meme in the middle of the street and then a photo of Jason booking it while Dick gives chase, and the footage of Jason winning the gold will forever be immortalised in Gotham meme culture simply because Dick is seen in the background of the entire livestream, standing in the front of the viewing area with his arms crossed and fucking glaring into the side of Jason's skull without blinking or looking away for a second.

when i was in middle school me and my friends had a small yellow horse eraser we fondly named “drugs”. this led to a lot of middle school tomfoolery around his name and saying shit like “Ma’am, so and so took drugs from me” and other dumb shit like that.

eventually, our english teacher, Mr. R, caught onto the joke. instead of writing us up or sending us to the principal though, he played along, making similar jokes like “(name), stop taking drugs.” “hey. you three. you need to share drugs if he’s going to be at the table.” “no drugs today, guys?” so on and so forth.

by the end of the school year it had become a very fond joke between us and this english teacher, so we decided since we were moving onto our freshman year, we decided to give our eng teacher this little yellow horse eraser.

so we go find our english teacher, Mr. R, who was setting up cornhole with our principal and other “big important people” for our 8th grade graduation party, and we hand him the little eraser.

to which he yells as loudly (and happily) as he can: “YOURE GIVING ME DRUGS?!!”

and in the one hand, did i enjoy spending hours researching housing regulations in my state? not especially. drafting this email was stressful. but on the other hand, did i learn a lot by doing that research? yeah, i did. i’m more prepared for my current and future leases. i used some of that info to make decisions about a new renter’s insurance policy. i already told three different people about things i learned that are relevant to their leases that they didn’t know yet. (pro tip: see if you’re supposed to be getting annual interest payments on your security deposit! also look up what specific appliances your landlords must legally provide as of 2026.) i also got to reconnect with my cousin for a bit because her job gave her specific insight on part of the situation, and i’d much rather do that than have a chatbot make shit up for me.

also, i drafted that email with the power of friendship (friends angry on our behalf) and spite (from landlords telling me not to do my research). chatgpt could never.

I’m someone who struggles a lot A LOT with getting things done. and when your “make doing 60% your default” post showed up on my timeline it felt like a hug. because i have a tiny bully in my head who’s one of those wretched people who asks me to give my 100% every time and runs me dry.

but i, the loving me, struggle so much to get done with the 60% too. im scared shitless that when i do sit down to work I’ll discover that my default is 20% and reaching 60% feels like a dream.

Any thoughts on this? I just sent this because that post really was helpful.

So thanks and love 💗

I'm glad you felt my post could help you! I am unfortunately Just Some Guy who hammered out a sequence of words and pressed post without thinking too hard about it and then that sequence of words got reblogged a lot. but I am very grateful that people find my sequence of words helpful! it's been genuinely enlightening to discover that even if I don't think what I said was particularly novel or interesting, it can still resonate with people. everyone can be part of XKCD's lucky 10,000, I guess.

anyway! so! bulletpoints!

I wasn't expecting that post to blow up the way it did so I wasn't as clear on this as I should have been, but if I could go back in time and rewrite it I'd want to make this very very clear: THIS IS A POST ABOUT NOT WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION

my point wasn't "you don't have to do 100 blorps you can just do 60 blorps and it's okay" it was "don't give 100% of yourself. if you want to function you need to keep some of that shit in reserve"

the most depressing reblogs on that post are from people thinking I neglected to think about disabled people in my post. I don't know how to explain to you that I think disabled people also should not be working themselves to exhaustion.

basically it's spoon theory. do kids these days still know spoon theory? I suspect spoons are cringe these days, but everyone should go read the spoon theory essay and understand what I was trying to say with that post.

I'm sorry I wish I could go back in time and write that post better. alas. time is linear and I travel forwards at the rate of one second per second.

sorry that got away from me. anyway:

if your "default is 20%" in that 20 blorps is the maximum number of blorps you can give, then get used to giving it 60% of 20 blorps. give it 12 blorps. THIS IS A POST ABOUT NOT WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION.

if you know what your 100% looks like, and 20% of that is what you feel comfortable giving, then I'd gently suggest to reassess what your 100% actually is. is that actually your 100%, or is it your 200+% Extreme Stress Response?

do what you can. 20% is better than 0%. doing a little is better than doing nothing at all. ask people for help when you need it. don't exhaust yourself; make sure to keep energy in reserve. WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION IS WORSE THAN 0% ACTUALLY.

I am very very aware that this advice is not always perfectly practical to put into operation. capitalism will often demand more from you than you're able to give. I don't have an answer for this! I am literally Just Some Guy! join a union, look into disability benefits, get into local politics, I don't know! I wish you the best but I'm literally Just Some Guy who typed some words on the internet, I can't solve everything forever!!

anyway uh. please read the original spoon theory essay. ALSO I highly recommend looking into disability activism more generally. I don't have any specific recs for this because again: I am literally Just Some Guy I'm not a scholar in this area. most of what I know is because I follow/befriend/interact with other people who are literally Just Some Guy/Gal/Gender-neutral within the disability sphere. but the more people you interact with the more you'll learn about your own life and your own needs.

IN CONCLUSION:

I'm glad my post could help you. I'm genuinely so so glad you found it and that something in it spoke to you. and please: really, really give it your 20%. do what you can, and don't exhaust yourself, and make sure to keep something in reserve for you and you only.