3pm and on. Oh well, afternoons. The model's stuttering at todays last questions, emphasizing its own limits in well-crafted words. Maybe the topic is too complex for machines to tackle, or there are general signs of exhaustion shining through the fabric of obscurely trained knowledge. Coffee won't help much it seems, so by now resorting to known constants and explanations feels like the way to go. Picking up headphones once again while day's still keeping its light on the facades. Moving on, moving on fast.