a few things happened the last days that gave me the slight feeling that I am being "conspired".
It all started with the bad weather this weekend ("the general weather conspiracy") by which they assured that I stay at home instead of spend the weekend hiking in the Alps.
On Saturday I went for a run, taking mp3-player no.3 with me, because mp3-player no. 2, some chinese ipod-fake, annoyed me and no.1 I tought was broken. Actually no.1 is still working fine, just the batteries - that my beloved boyfriend gave me assuming they were new - were damn flat. That's actually the "partnership-conspiracy": they make him do all that stuff that makes me crazy in the one way or other. Anyway... the hardest thing to take that day was the result of their "technical conspiracy": mp3 player no. 3 was only playing the playback-versions of all the songs! WTF?! (Sometimes you could understand a line of singing, the rest of the voice seemed to have gone... I checked all the different settings... nothing...!!!)
I actually thought there wasn't anything worse than running without music. Now I learned that there is... And... well... yes... I tend to get aggressive when something is spoiling my "running-hour". They know that obvioulsy... And not enough of that... mp3 player no. 3 is my boyfriend's one and so I had an hour time to consider whether he might have by any chance ever noticed the playback-problem or not... (I really cope better with those things when they are definitely *my* fault...).
Then, on Sunday I planned to go to the library to study for my next examination (which is part of their "boring life conspiracy") when I - after 3 metres riding on a somehow wobbly bike - found out that the frame of my bike was broken... Perfect! And well done, because that's part of their strategy to wear you down by constricting your basic needs (also known as "transportation conspiracy"). I decided then to walk, which was not so nice because my pulled muscle (or whatever... which I probably got because of too aggressive running the day before) ached. (Which btw also meant I couldn't go running which would have been really necessary due to some of their "partnership-conspiracy" as well as "I hate my life-conspiracy" activities...).
Monday (today)... went quite fine... until... mr.boyfriend and I wanted to go to the fitness-classes which the university offers. Due to their sucessful "transportation conspiracy" (broken bike) and "general weather conspiracy" (pouring rain) we wanted to take the car. Guess what happend when he wanted to start the car...?!
Right... Nothing! ... So we stayed at home - another success of the "boring life conspiracy". ... Well... only partly a success, because they forgot to keep the rain going, so I could at least go for a run (I really hate it when they cross all my plans...!). ... Problem was that after a while I felt that aching pulled muscle (or whatever) again.
_Might_ be that in this case it was not their conspirational work, but my own unreasonableness... but then... who do you think got me addicted in the first place...?!?!