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[womaneng]

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Hey there! 🚀 Becoming a data analyst is an awesome journey! Here’s a roadmap for you:

1. Start with the Basics 📚:

- Dive into the basics of data analysis and statistics. 📊

- Platforms like Learnbay (Data Analytics Certification Program For Non-Tech Professionals), Edx, and Intellipaat offer fantastic courses. Check them out! 🎓

2. Master Excel 📈:

- Excel is your best friend! Learn to crunch numbers and create killer spreadsheets. 📊🔢

3. Get Hands-on with Tools 🛠️:

- Familiarize yourself with data analysis tools like SQL, Python, and R. Pluralsight has some great courses to level up your skills! 🐍📊

4. Data Visualization 📊:

- Learn to tell a story with your data. Tools like Tableau and Power BI can be game-changers! 📈📉

5. Build a Solid Foundation 🏗️:

- Understand databases, data cleaning, and data wrangling. It’s the backbone of effective analysis! 💪🔍

6. Machine Learning Basics 🤖:

- Get a taste of machine learning concepts. It’s not mandatory but can be a huge plus! 🤓🤖

7. Projects, Projects, Projects! 🚀:

- Apply your skills to real-world projects. It’s the best way to learn and showcase your abilities! 🌐💻

8. Networking is Key 👥:

- Connect with fellow data enthusiasts on LinkedIn, attend meetups, and join relevant communities. Networking opens doors! 🌐👋

9. Certifications 📜:

- Consider getting certified. It adds credibility to your profile. 🎓💼

10. Stay Updated 🔄:

- The data world evolves fast. Keep learning and stay up-to-date with the latest trends and technologies. 📆🚀

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[climbingthefloors]

obsessed with this baby hippo from thailand's khao khew zoo.. she has been so utterly betrayed by the world

[ravenkings]

[starridge]

spamton divorce cake

[agoodflyting]

David Tennant pissing off the Prime Minister bc he told government officials to stfu over their anti-trans bigotry and Michael Sheen literally poisoning himself investigating corporations dumping toxic chemicals in underprivileged areas is NOT the energy I expected from 2024 but oh man am I here for it.

[teztify]

[fernsnailz]

trying to draw while watching the new hbomberguy vid was a bad idea because for the entire second half i was like this

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[reputayswift]

In the 2000s you sat a kid in front of a Neopets pet page and they’d learn the fundamentals of html within the hour

[geminisee]

x

[problemnyatic]

the steven universe hate is insane bc people are (or at least were) more upset that fictional war criminals got fictional hugs than they recognize that it singlehandedly advanced queer rep in children's media by lightyears and then straight up ate heavy retaliation for the nerve.

It does have real flaws that are worth discussing, but it also put their male protagonist in dresses and skirts and played it straight and even empowering, they aired a lesbian wedding on television, it was a genuinely queer, genuinely diverse piece of media through and through. It did a lot of real good for the real world.

But also the fictional characters caused fictional harm to other fictional characters, and didn't get an onscreen firing squad sentence. So, you know, it's basically ontologically evil in real life.

[crappycheese]

A samurai does the sword thing but instead of someone dying it’s perfect top surgery

[theothin]

> walk into a pizza place > there's no visible menu > "how do you get the menu?" > "you have to scan the QR code" > "is that the only way?" > "yes" > walk out of the pizza place

[scurvyboy]

doomed polycule dynamic

[aintmyjewelry]

we need to bring back inviting people over for cake and coffee. my grandma used to do that all the time and I think it's a lost art

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)