Monday 3rd March 2003
Phlegm
Why is it that I am inexorably drawn to things that make me unhappy? Despite my best efforts, I still can’t help sticking my oar into the discussion on Live!, even though it pisses me off. Once again, the issue of the disciplinary crap came up, and I felt that I had to defend my reasons for not appealing. But why? I don’t have to justify my actions again. I couldn’t help myself though. I’ve even allowed myself to get drawn into Mustafa’s inane drivel about elections - if he claims to ‘have not been involved in the union this year’ one more time (how many papers has he taken to council this year? I even remember him making one up during a meeting), I swear I will blow a fuse.
But this attitude is pissing me off. Why should I care? Why can I not just let them get on with it, with their stupid little power games, incessant wingeing, and perspectives on issues that would make M.C. Escher proud?
Hopefully, when I get over the cold that laid me out for the end of last week and over the weekend (I’m even tempted to call it the flu, since I properly couldn’t get out of bed for 18 hours, not just prefer-to-stay-in-it style), I’ll keep up my quest to get away from it all.