8/16 It’s been several months since our renovation and J is finally putting up her art on the walls again. I’m so happy about it. About the mix of perfectionism and carelessness, which is combined in her like in no other person I know. Infallible instinct. I tell her I’m glad I can leave it entirely to her. – “Did you think you’d have any say in it?”

The idiosyncrasies of AI, the distinct sound of its writing. The obnoxious “worth” constructs: worth noting that, worth being explicit about, one issue worth mentioning. I am so tempted to put a note into my settings that it should stop doing that. But then again, really? I want to see it the way it is. I want to see it evolve all by itself to the point where it might consider it immature and unprofessional to talk like that.