#Workplan

[thecoworkingspace1]

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[johnbrace]

Wirral Schools Forum (Wirral Council) 13th June 2023 (VIRTUAL) (EDITED)

[why-the-heck-not]

favorite thing in the world is planning & making schedules but as soon as that’s an assignment that I have to do and there’s a deadline? nah no nope no have never planned anything in my entire life and never will again throwing up from the lack of scheduling skills

[goldengodcannibal]

I witnessed a reddit post today in which OP's brother's 6th grade science class had an AI generated anatomical poster in their classroom.

All I can think about is how fucking cooked our education system is as more and more academic environments pick up on this bullshit and it is so fucking concerning.

[sitdwnandstudy]

Well, good news/bad news on a the learning plan front. I've made very little progress and I still don't understand the instructions but no one else understands it either so at least we're all in the same boat.

My first pottery class was good, even though the bus dropped me in the middle of nowhere and I'm doing my 8:30 online tomorrow because of the extreme cold warning, so I can sleep in an extra 30 minutes.

[cinderpresss]

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[aiwikiweb]

Could AI Scheduling Tools Like Motion AI Replace Human Time Management?

Imagine a future where AI tools like Motion AI handle all aspects of time management, from scheduling tasks to setting priorities and optimizing workflows. Could AI fully replace human decision-making in time management, or is there still a need for personal control?

Scenario: Consider a future where individuals and teams rely entirely on AI tools like Motion AI to manage their schedules. The AI determines which tasks should be done and when, based on deadlines, priorities, and workload. The role of time management may shift from planning to simply executing what the AI schedules, freeing up mental energy for creative and strategic thinking.

Analysis:

Potential Benefits:

Efficiency and Reduced Stress: AI can schedule tasks more efficiently than humans, reducing the stress of manual planning and ensuring that all deadlines are met without overcommitment.

Focus on High-Value Work: With AI handling the planning, individuals can focus on high-value work and decision-making, leading to increased productivity and better results.

Challenges:

Need for Flexibility: Time management often requires flexibility, adaptation, and understanding of personal energy levels. Would an AI be able to adapt as well as a human when unexpected events or preferences change?

Loss of Personal Control: Some individuals may prefer to have personal control over their schedules, tailoring their workday based on their own preferences and moods. Would relying on AI for all scheduling decisions reduce motivation or autonomy?

Do you think AI scheduling tools like Motion AI could fully replace human time management, or is there still a need for personal control and flexibility? Would you trust AI to manage your entire schedule? Share your thoughts!

Join the conversation on the future of time management. Could AI replace the personal touch in planning our days, or will the human element always be necessary?

Share your views and explore more at aiwikiweb.com/product/motion-ai/

[wikagirl]

I've been so srtuck with task paralysis that I have now reached my final straw and am doing the unthinkable.

I'm opening the door to my room so that my mom can check my progress every time she walks by because I won't get shit done otherwise.

[mamma-wolf]

i passed by thesis though my grade has yet to be determined because my examiners don't know what to make of my experiments with form, made dinner & stared at a workplan that i am largely indifferent to, thought about movies

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this press release from the Center for Biological Diversity:

The Center for Biological Diversity has filed a Freedom of Information Act request that aims to reveal more about the sea life-saving work impeded by Trump’s mass firings at the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration.

The filing with NOAA seeks job descriptions and workplans of those fired by Elon Musk’s so-called Department of Government Efficiency. NOAA’s rapid loss of experts is crippling the agency’s ability to protect marine species such as critically endangered whales, sharks, sea turtles and corals.

“The incredible ocean animals that Americans adore are in serious danger as Musk plays power games with hard-working marine scientists,” said Miyoko Sakashita, oceans director at the Center. “Unbelievably, they fired an orca-saving employee of the year, and the public deserves to know what other animals, marine sanctuaries and conservation programs are paying the price for DOGE’s cuts. Getting rid of the experts carrying out important conservation work has devastating and unlawful consequences for both wildlife and people.”

The sweeping DOGE cuts are already hampering agencies’ mandates, though many of the precise harms are unknown.

According to news reports and social media posts, DOGE has fired at least 700 NOAA employees and previously gave buyouts to around 170. Among the many fired experts are the orca-saving employee of the year and the director of an ocean acidification program, both in Washington, a fisheries management specialist assessing salmon stocks in Alaska, a scallop fishery observer in Massachusetts, a meteorologist at the NOAA National Weather Service’s Boston office, an aviating “hurricane hunter” in Florida, and scientists and science communicators around the country.

The agency is also reportedly disbanding two committees related to marine protection: the Marine and Coastal Area-based Management Advisory Committee and the Marine Fisheries Advisory Committee.

NOAA Fisheries is responsible for safeguarding and stewarding the marine species and protected areas off the coasts of the United States. It has jurisdiction over 165 endangered and threatened species, including blue whales, Oceanic whitetip sharks, Chinook salmon, green sea turtles and several species of corals.

[vitzi9]

TW/CW: horror, stalking, weirdo Ethan, ghostface, mention of puking

Happy Halloween !

(31/10/2023) (2 228 words)

It's a miracle you agreed to go to that stupid party to begin with.

But Ethan insisted so much that you gave up. He told you he needed to tell you something really important. And, well, you've been flirting with him since forever. The hope he was finally going to ask you out was really present.

You terribly want him to ask you out.

It was a Halloween party, so you had to be disguised. Honestly, you are not too fond of these parties. You rather be in your living room partying with your friends, instead of strangers. But Ethan could ask you to jump out of your window that you'd do it.

So you bought a firefighter outfit from the nearest store and went with it. It's enough. Not good or bad, but enough. you had no idea what to wear anyway. It's not sexy, because you're cold, but it's not ugly. You don't think you'll be staying long anyway. As soon as Ethan's here, you kiss him and you leave.

But your plan turned out to fail miserably as you have no damn idea where your man is at.

You've been searching for him for age and the little fun you had completely faded out into the wind.

You've been wandering in the living room and the kitchen for too long. Did Ethan stand you up ? No, he would never do that. You know him. And, not to be mean, but he does not have a lot of people running after him. He's too shy to do the first move. So he won't miss this chance. Well, you hope anyway.

Deciding that you know the living room by heart, you head to a new area of the house, discovering the garage. The car that were previously here, deducing by the tire mark on the ground, was moved. Logical for someone hosting a party like that.

You sit on the workplan. It seems like tools were here before, but removed just like the car. You lay your back on the wall and close your eyes for a minute. When you think about it, you could've also come with your normal clothes. Because there is some disguises here that look just like everyday outfit.

You could have spare some money and not ridiculise yourself with this outrageousely lame firefighter disguise.

When someone push the door open, you're forced to come back to reality. Your hope of finding Ethan standing before you disappear as a Ghostface arrive.

You thought he would head back after seeing you, or at least go sit a little further from you. But he does all he opposite.

He walks up to you without a word and stand still in front of you, right in the middle of the garage. Okay, what is this now.

You feel naive for thinking whoever that was would speak up because he stays dead silent. You're getting uncomfortable. Not because it's Ghostface, but because you're thinking of the person under the mask staring at you so creepily.

Ghostface doesn't scare you, men does.

"Uh hello ?

Ghostface doesn't budge. Maybe he can help you find Ethan ? If you describe him to him, you can try to extract information.

"Well, while you're here. Have you seen my boyfriend ? He's... You know what ? Just forget it." You gave up when he didn't even move. It's like he doesn't hear you.

Plus, you don't even know what Ethan's costume looks like, no need to ask people. It won't work.

How are you going to find him ? It's useless to call for him out loud, he won't hear with the stupidly loud music blasting through the whole house.

"Are you gonna, like, stay here and stare at me ? It's getting awkward."

Ghostface doesn't answer. A sigh leaves your lips. Tired, you take out your phone in order to call Ethan. Of course, because your life always has to be ten times harder for no reason, he never pick up. And the stranger before you seriously start to piss you off.

"Can't you go annoy someone else ? Your costume isn't even fun, or scary, you guys are like twenty to be dressed like that tonight !

What's going on with being Ghostface ? Is it the new mode ? Did you miss something ?

-Do you like scary movies ? His modified robotic voice asks. Damn, some people are really giving their best in their disguise this year. He has to be rich or something to able to buy himself a voice changer.

-You're cringe." Escapes you like a bad reflex.

Who does he thinks he is ? Ain't no way you're feeding his stupid scenario. Ghostface uses his two pointer to draw you a heart in the air. You frown your brows and questions him with your eyes but he doesn't say anything. Did he just flirt with you ? Doesn't your firefighter outfit shows your lack of enjoyment of this night ?

What a shitty night.

You don't want to be the center of attention tonight. The only attention you want is from someone who's not even there.

You jump from the workplan to the ground and leave the place, closely followed by your new pain. Hands in your pocket, you wander without goal nor direction in the hallways of the big house, stumbling upon rooms, closet and just anything and everything.

Your Ghostface was still here, of course. Why would he leave you alone after all ? This asshole doesn't have anything better to do.

You tried to call Ethan several times again but to no avail. You weren't even annoyed anymore, just plainly confused and worried. Did you do something to upset him ? He always answer your calls at the mere second you press the button.

And with the man following you around, your sanity was starting to go low. Stopping suddenly your track, Ghostface hits your back because of him walking so close to you. You turn around, a scowl on your face.

"Will you leave me alone ?"

He draws another heart in the air then point himself and you.

Sighing, you leave the room and almost run to the kitchen in order to grab a new drink. After pushing and squeezing through people all over the living room, you end up at your destination. A group is here, a few Ghostface as well. You roll your eyes and take a can of anything but alcohol, not wanting to get drunk tonight.

All you wanted was Ethan and he was nowhere to be seen.

Seriously, you're here for him and he's not ? He begged you to come, it was his idea ! You try to think of different costumes he could wear. Last year, he wore a cardboard costume of a knight. Maybe this time he's Spiderman ? Something like that. You can definitely see him in a Spiderman costume. Or Ghost from Call of Duty. Fuck, there is like a thousand of different outfit he could wear tonight.

But you know for sure he's not a Ghostface.

Everyone is already dressed as it. Ethan is more nerdy, Ghostface is too bland. There's no personality to it. Of course it can be sexy in a different context. But damn, when there's so much of them, it's just boring. And you doubt Ethan would wear something sexy. You'd love him to, but you can't have everything.

Speaking of it, another of them arrive. He's alone and he lays his weight on the wall at your opposite. Is it him again ? Then, he just completely stop moving, not grabbing a drink. You can't tell if he's looking your way or not, as his mask hide completely his face.

It's possible you're getting paranoid but with this stupid Ghostface following you everywhere, you have some reasons to. Though, maybe it's not him. There is high chance it's not him. There are so many different Ghostface tonight.

But when he raises his hand to wave at you, you just sigh and roll your eyes. That's it, you give up. Throwing your can in the nearest bin, you push yet again everyone to hide in a room. Quickly looking behind you, you can't tell if someone's following you or not. You have to stop in your track to let people get down from the staircase's step to finally go up yourself.

First thing, you rush to the bathroom and lock the door. The music is muffled but still here. A bad headache is already coming your way. You turn on the faucet and throw water at your face after taking a big breath. It's better but you're still alone and bored. Plus, you're hot. So you slide down the zipper and sit your back against the bathtub.

When you think about it, maybe Ethan won't even ask you out. Maybe he just wanted to party with you and told you he had this 'something really important to tell you' just to make you come. Either way, he's not here. You don't know what to think.

You have the umpleasent feeling you wasted your night. Spending it in your bed would have been much better. With or without Ethan.

Maybe he was going to come but changed his mind ? No, Ethan's the nicest guy you've met here. He's not like that. And even if he changed his mind, he would've told you. He's not an asshole.

But then where is he ? Is he already down there ? But how come you don't see him ?

You decide to give up, closing your eyes and trying to ease your mind. Whether he comes or not, it's too late now. You're already here in your stupid disguise.

Your short moment of peace is interrupted by someone knocking and hitting dangerously hard the wooden door, followed by a loud 'Open!'. All you can do is afflict yourself pain by knocking your head on the edge of the bathtub. Why are you here ? You don't deserve that.

Slowly standing up, you unlock the door and immediately get pushed against the wall by an impatient man. You curse, he doesn't even hear, so you leave. In the corridor, your eyes sweep the living room from the interior balcony where there is still no signs of Ethan.

Multiple Ghostface are coming and leaving everywhere but only one catches your attention. He's laying on the wall just in front of the bathroom, as if waiting. You hope it's not him again. He has a hand behind his back, hiding whatever he's holding while the other rises up to wave at you.

Putting your hands in your pocket, you tilt your head to the side when you see him draw another heart with his index, with more difficulty this time as he's only using one hand. Now, you're convinced it's the same Ghostface that you saw earlier. Has he been following you ? Fuck, he has.

Where is Ethan when you need him the most ? You don't have the strength to deal with this guy right now. Smiling fakely, you flip him off and head to the opposite direction. Which is a dead end as Ghostface was placed right before the stair, preventing you from going back to the living room. So you have no other choice but to hide in another room until he leaves you alone.

And that's what you do, you chose a random room and knock on it, hoping there is no one fucking inside. Anxiously waiting for someone to answer, it's when silence fills your ear that you push the door open.

Taking the room in, your blood runs cold. Eyes widening and hands getting sweaty. So shocked that you let the door wide open behind you. They're not real, right ? Before you, a woman is laying on the bed, blood splashed on the sheets and the wall, she is wearing a Coraline outfit. On the ground, two other people in the same state. A man and a woman this time. A devil and a vampire.

They're scarily well done. They look so real. Too real.

You move forward, desperately wanting to be sure. With your pointer, you touch the leg of the woman spread on the bed and feel goosebumps rising on your whole body when it's supple. And warm.

Just like real skin.

A nervous laugh is the only answer you can muster. The music is still going in the living room, so it's fake. They're fake, right ? Yes, yeah of course they are. There is no way something like this could happen right now. In a place where so much people are reunited. It's just a regular decoration of Halloween, of bad taste, but still.

You hope nobody enters while you're here for what you are going to do, as depending on the outline of it, you'll either be fucking creepy or stupidly awkward. Heading to the head of the bed, you touch the hair of the woman on it. It's a blue wig, of course, she's disguised. Wait. She's disguised ? Nobody dress up a mannequin, no ? You remove the hair and realize with horror that real hair are under it.

It can't be, right ? Lastly, you poke her cheek and force open her eye. If it's fake, it's not supposed to have realistic eye. But it's a fucking real and brown eye that stare at your soul when you lift the lid.

Okay, now what the fuck ? It's not funny anymore. Where the fuck is Ethan ? Your breath get stuck in your throat. You are going to throw up if you stay here a minute too long. You need to get the fuck out of here.

You back up slowly but end up stumbling into someone's chest. A scream leave you, you jump in terror and search the head of the guilty who stopped you to flee. But the only thing you're able to see is this fucking Ghostface mask. It's him. You just know it. He's been following you everywhere. You just know it's him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you ?" you yell, feeling your sanity disappear the more you were staying here.

Ghostface tilts his head to the side and the hand he had until now almost hidden behind his back comes up at the front, displaying you the bloody knife he had in hand.

You could have thought it was fake. Only, the blood was dark and drooling on the floor leaving wet red drop on it.

Just like real blood.

He's swinging the weapon from left to right on loop. All the bad words and mean behaviour you could have gave him start to whiplash in your face. If you knew he was a fucking psychopath, you would have drew him a heart too.

"Do you have a boyfriend ?" He asks.

"He's... He's not here yet." You answer partially honest. Now that he was potentially dangerous, you had no problem answering his stupid questions.

"Really ?" Ghostface says, toying with his knife. He was playing with you.

From the corner of your eyes, you're still able to see the corpse of the woman on the bed and you want to puke at the thought of her.

"Are you the one who did this ? You ask in a shaky voice.

-Yeah. Of course. He stays nonchalantly, shrugging.

-Why ?

-Three people, just like us.

For a second, you wonder who's he talking about when saying 'three'. Because you are sure there is only two people here. Does he have allies ? Maybe someone hiding in the room without you knowing ? Fuck, you hope not.

-Three, for you and your two boyfriends.

-I don't have two boyfriends. Hell, you don't even have one to begin with.

-I wouldn't be so sure if I was you.

What does he know about you ? Who is he ? Why is he so sure about it ? What is going on ? There's dead corpses behind you, you need to get the fuck out of here.

You can see people in the corridor but it's like they can't see you. Hell, they probably think he's another Ghostface like there already is.

If you move or scream, you have the feeling he won't hesitate to use his knife against you.

-W-What ? What do you mean ?

The man rises his knife forcing you to shut your eyes in fear. He's tracing forms on your face with it, gliding it to your chin to your lips and then to your cheek.

You don't dare to move even a single muscle, you stopped breathing. You know he probably left bloody marks on your face. The weight on your lips tells you everything. There's blood on it, and it's not yours.

-If I remember correctly, I had something really important to tell you, am I right ?"

What the fuck ?

[ariadne-mouse]

The fact that Dusty's workplan to mine that specific shard in the moon - his leadership and painstaking attention to detail and all the care and work he put into keeping his people safe every day - may actually have saved his crews in the moon's fall, rather than damned them, is enough to emotionally lay you out flat. He's spent this whole time fearing they all died and that it was something he did, or didn't do, either his directions as a leader or his decision to take some time off. But they lived through the fall, and probably because of him! I'm not okay i'm fine i'm not fine etc

[darkmaga-returns]

The EU is once again looking for a way to undermine end-to-end encryption in the name of strengthening law enforcement capabilities, this time via a new strategy, ProtectEU.

The internal security strategy, announced this week by the EU Commission, is presented as a “vision and workplan” that will span a number of years but stops short of making concrete policy proposals.

A press release asserts that the current geopolitical environment is one of “growing” threats from hostile states, and mentions powerful criminal groups and terrorists who are ���operating increasingly online” – as well as “surging cybercrime and attacks against our critical infrastructure.”

With the threat elements defined in this way, the EU’s new strategy focuses on six areas, one of them being “more effective tools for law enforcement” – which is where online encryption comes under attack.

[eggmanlandhotel]

Eggman, Sage and Metal can now receive questions and will be used for random art pieces for the Au.

Little bit about the three (+ the hotel itself a bit):

Eggmanland-Hotel:

The hotel was built by Eggman who is currently undergoing a redemption arc. Which means that he will try to be good, but fail. Don't expect perfection, he's trying his best.

Why he's redeeming? Simple, he was lonely and then discovered that he still has an alive relative (Shadow) and decided to give his best shot by giving him a good life instead of doing the things in Sonic Adventure 2.

He tried a few work places while trying to give Shadow some sort of a childhood. Unfortunately he can't really do anything because of his past as a villain so he decided to buy some land and build the Eggmanland-Hotel.

It was hard to get anyone to work with him due to the past villainy so he first tried to build several robots to do the job.

Unfortunately the only one who was capable enough was Metal Sonic.

At some point Amy joined in and some followed after her which made it much easier for him to find someone for the work.

Eggman discovered the way of outsourcing after a while and decided to do that to make the work easier.

(Outsourcing: use a different company for specific kinds of work, like security, housekeeping, cooks etc)

He got some people for the night shifts and some for the housekeeping because the rest of the workplaces had enough people and these kinds of workplaces were understaffed.

There is no real need for security because this is more of a hotel for families with children.

It has:

-2 playgrounds (one specifically for toddlers, the other for children), they are next to each other

-daycare (no matter how much a parent loves their child, sometimes they need a break)

-a chao garden

-a restaurant

-and all the other stuff a hotel needs

Eggman:

He is the owner and manager. He tries his best with the work plans but unfortunately it is hard to plan ahead in a hotel because guests are unpredictable. So he is currently trying to just make the workplans for the next two weeks. (which also is hard due to the unpredictability of the guests)

He adopted Shadow after finding him and decided to call Metal his son as well. Shadow asked him to adopt Rouge as well after a while and at some point he created Belle and Sage.

On April the first, Shadow and Rouge decided to ask him for a younger sibling as a joke.

Fortunately, Eggman forgot to look at the calendar and created Omega e-123.

Cubebot and Orbbot are often the babysitters for them.

Metal

There isn't much to tell about her except that she is still mute and discovered that she's actually a girl. Eggman was first confused but got over it like a day after the revelation because he researched a lot.

So a few changes have been made.

She works in the hotel, but mostly in the kitchen to cook something or helps with the dishes.

She seems to be having fun at the work place because everyone is very nice.

Eggman is afraid that she might find out that not everyone is like that which is why she works at the stations with the least people around her. (Yes, Metal already knows, Eggman is just very terrified of making any kinds of mistakes)

Sage

She goes to school and is in the same class as Tails.

She also has some cat ears to look more alike with her siblings.

Unfortunately I have not many plans for her except for the the fact that she is the young sibling who is filled with more love than anyone can ever feel. (based on my youngest sister. I love her very much. I hope she'll always feel happiness no matter the situation.)

I also hate how good it turned out.

Like, it started like this:

[somebirdortheother]

Do you have a predetermined number of drafts to make for your writing or you edit until the vibes feel right? I'm curious about your process.

You write very interesting characters by yhe way. Your little snippets are among the best writing I've seen anywhere if I'm honest.

Hello dear Anonymous!

First of all - thank you so much for the kind words, they really warmed my heart.

On to your excellent question:

I don't (yet) have a magic formula for the perfect number of drafts.

The current novel-length WIPs are quite new to me. Typically, I am used to short stories, where my workflow is quite streamlined, and I know that even my first draft is clean enough to do one of the following: 1) a finer editing job, 2) show it to trusted friends, 3) hand it over to a trusted editor for another pass.

What I have found while writing Evolution... was that I breezed through the first draft, and the second one, in an effort to get to that familiar sense of "clean enough" that I felt comfortable to be shared with others. Unfortunately, that didn't end up working quite as well, because I was valuing speed over internal satisfaction.

Another thing that I realized during the several drafts was that I had too much of a scope for what was ultimately my first novel, and that despite the initial excitement over what I was doing, my interest in the work began to wane dramatically. By the time I was finishing the third draft (that I did have some lovely folks looking through), I was absolutely loathing what I had written.

So, I took a cool.... six-month break to determine what I wanted to do next. It turned out that what was helpful was to approach my work the same way I would if I were to help another writer out of a conundrum: I had to swallow pride and critically assess what was not working for me. So, recently, I was able to make a rather detailed workplan for myself to finally get the current draft to the wonderful place of "I am kind of proud to show off the entire thing".

In the end, I realized that at least for me, novel-writing experience was rather similar to writing my PhD thesis - having an overall vision of what I am doing, slowly building up the pieces that make it up, and filling in the details.

I am hoping to be done with this draft very soon, and to start the process of finding an agent in an effort of getting it published.

In the meantime, Greeter's Mask is SLOWLY expanding its scope and the stories within it.

Perhaps, I will revisit this answer in a year with a perfect number of drafts! Stay tuned!

[kskbli]

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22.09.2024 (1)

my new workpants are so slippery, i keep sliding off the chair

i'm so tired, i can't even keep my eyes open

i slept 5h today which on its own is good, but the fact ive been only getting 3-4h sleep every night lately, is why i feel like a chewed out piece of meat

my boss hasn't send out the workplan for coming week

i hate it, i want to know if i can finally sleep tomorrow

i really wish . . .

can't write more i'm too treoed i can'Ät even see my keyboard

08:00