“You can tell something was written by AI if it has an em dash in it. Real people generally just use two hyphens.”
Dammit, my nerdy writer ass memorized the alt code for em and en dashes years ago and now AI is making my genuine human effort look sus.
It’s Alt+0151 ( — ) and Alt+0150 ( – ), btw.
Friendship ended with Kraft. Now Jif is my peanut butter.
I have this. Urge. To buy myself A Little Treat. But everything on my wish list at the moment just sort of feels like, “Ehhh, that can wait.”
It’s like part of me is craving something, but then I ask myself, “What is it? What do you want?” And all I get back is “I YEARN.”
