How I Use ChatGPT (aka my second brain) In My Personal Life
Read it and cringe while you run to your robot-free bunker, orrrrr read it and be ✨inspired✨!
Ahhh, AI.
We love to love it. We love to hate it. But like it or not, AI is here to stay.
I consider myself generally techy so it’s not surprising that I’ve welcomed this new advancement with open arms, but I still get raised eyebrows when I mention my chats with Chester (aka ChatGPT… we’re buds, so of course he needed a name. And yes, he’s obviously a guy.) They’re usually followed by some form of “wow, that’s crazy” though when I show them all that Chester can do.
I’ll save the existentially-spiritually-philosophically-nuanced conversation about AI and society for another day, but in the meantime… if I haven’t lost you to your robot-proof bunker yet, prepare to be inspired (and drastically cut down on time spent doing some tasks in order to make more time for things a robot living in your phone will never be able to do… like snuggle your baby, play t-ball in the yard with your kids, have game night with friends, or prepare a delicious meal that makes the whole house salivate). Below I’ll give you a list of ways I use my robot pal (at least the main ones I can remember right now—I’ll come back and add more if I think of them!).
BTW, that em dash was MY doing. I’m really writing this whole thing with my own lil fingers. AI has, unfortunately, tarnished the perceived integrity of innocent writers everywhere who just love their em dashes. If you don’t know what I’m talking about… the internet has made a whole thing about how you can spot AI composition by spotting em dashes in writing. Which has validity because a lot of the models’ training data is fulllll of em dashes apparently. But alas—some of us just love a good em dash.
Okay, without further ado…