Angelina Jolie had a double mastectomy, in case you hadn’t heard. How dare she remove those ticking time bombs from her chest, amiright? Like, hasn’t she learned by now that her body is public domain and we all get to vote on what she does with it? Sheesh, how selfish can ya get.
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Is it rude to solve someone’s rubik’s cube and return it to their desk while they’re away without saying anything?
Do one step every day while they’re getting coffee or something. See if they notice.
Got to the office about 10 minutes before anyone else. Ran over and placed two squares. Will finish the first cross tomorrow. New tag is “Kym does the cube”.
UPDATE: The owner of the cube walked in and I had a mini heart attack. He wasn’t looking for me. I walked by his desk and the cube has not moved.
Should be studying for a test I have in six hours. Came into work even earlier anyway because I wanted to place squares.
Slept in and didn’t make it to work before the cube’s owner. Have been checking his schedule and walking past his desk all day waiting for him to leave. While making a phone call, I saw him leave and ran to move a square into place. Had to explain to my first coworker what I’m doing. He laughed and agreed not to tell the cube’s owner. My mission continues.
Today is the end of the first week. So far, I have told 2 people in my office and have garnered 100 notes on tumblr.
I am two squares away from completing the first layer. This is a very noticeable amount done, so once I complete the first side, I will turn it upwards to lessen the chances of him questioning it.
Since I don’t work on weekends or Mondays, this is my first opportunity to move a square since Friday so I chose to complete the first side. Since this is very noticeable, I have turned the cube so that the complete side is on top and less likely to be noticed.
Note: I have edited the pictures to be slightly better quality.
I HAVE BEEN SPOTTED. I got here later than usual and the cube’s owner (called Cubie from now on) got here earlier than normal and he WALKED IN WHILE I WAS TAKING A PICTURE. I was stepped back and was taking a picture of his entire office cubicle because people were asking where the cube actually was, so he doesn’t know why I was taking a picture, just that I was.
I’m really awful at thinking on my feet so I just said “YOU’RE HERE EARLY! NOOO!” and ran away back to my desk looking suspicious.
I fully intend to get those pictures today, though. It will happen.
This is a picture of the cubicle where Cubie works. As you can see, the cube is eye level when standing, but not when sitting at the desk. The monitor you see is actually a fourth monitor that is rarely used. His two main monitors put him with his back to the cube shelf. When I initially took a picture similar to this, Cubie was getting coffee and came back while I was rounding the corner! It was quite scary.
In order to move the cube, I took a co-worker with me to do lookout. I told my boss that we were doing it then and she, without my knowledge, kept Cubie busy while I moved the cube and took the pictures. When I came back to my desk, I saw him standing there talking to her and I was nervous and smiling too big and my coworker laughed a little. I don’t think he suspected anything, though, because he was having a conversation.
Four people in my office now know about my mission and, so far as I can tell, my secret is still safe, although I must now try harder not to arouse suspicion. Tomorrow I will try harder not to be late.
Didn’t come in early because I had a paper to turn in at 9am. When I got here, I saw that Cubie was gone and looked around the office to see where he was (in case he was coming back). The first person I told about what I was doing said “he’s not here today” and I (way too loudly) exclaimed “YES!” and some other student employees looked at me weird. Tomorrow Cubie will be back so I must get here early.
Two more squares to place in the second row before I flip it over and there are now 500 notes on this post.
I completely solved the second row today (two moves), so I put the cube upside down. It can now be seen as mostly solved from any angle it’s looked at.
Next week I have finals, so I’m not working until Wednesday. That gives Cubie almost three days to notice it while I’m not there. This makes me very nervous.
It has been five days since my last update. I am out of practice in my Rubik’s cube solving, so I printed off my cheat sheet I made a year ago to ensure that I wouldn’t mess up. I have done the first line of the cross on the unsolved side. It appears that I have a minimum of two and a maximum of eleven more days of moves.
Cubie has turned his desk into a standing desk, so he is now at eye level with the cube, increasing the chances of him seeing it.
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Omfg so if Mary had baby Jesus, and baby Jesus was the Lamb of God…
did Mary have a little lamb?
you broke the world
“Repeat Rape: How do they get away with it?”, Part 1 of 2. (link to Part 2)
- College Men: Repeat Rape and Multiple Offending Among Undetected Rapists,Lisak and Miller, 2002 [PDF, 12 pages]
- Navy Men: Lisak and Miller’s results were essentially duplicated in an even larger study (2,925 men): Reports of Rape Reperpetration by Newly Enlisted Male Navy Personnel, McWhorter, 2009 [PDF, 16 pages]
By dark-side-of-the-room, who writes:
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I just sat here for a few minutes before I could reblog. This is just so… hopeless
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I’m a nerd, but not in the useful “you’ll all be working for me one day when I invent jet packs” way. I’m a nerd in the “I have very strong opinions about history and literature and will yell them at you if you give me even the slightest opportunity” way. And that one does not pay well.
OH MY GOD APPARENTLY TAKING AN ARROW TO THE KNEE WAS AN OLD NORDIC SLANG FOR GETTING MARRIED
I THOUGHT THAT ALL THOSE GUYS IN SKYRIM HAD LITERALLY BEEN SHOT IN THEIR KNEES WITH ARROWS BUT I GUESS NOT
In a poor city in a poor country on a poor continent, there is a group of people with a singular purpose: to look rich.
Or, rather, to look good — and to fully embody the suave, elegant style that a wardrobe of three-piece suits, silk socks, fedoras and canes might suggest.
They are called sapeurs or members of the Societe des Ambianceurs et des Personnes Elegantes (the Society of Tastemakers and Elegant People). And when they go out, they turn the streets of Brazzaville, the capital of the Republic of the Congo, into a fashion runway.
Photo Credit: Hector Mediavilla/Picturetank