I'm sitting in the Radiopulze studios now, with a hundred percent intention and zero percent of motivation to work on my article for the Media Writing newsletter project. Within ten minutes after I took a single measly sip green tea, I was politely confronted by not one but TWO members of the CIT (Centre for Information Technology, I think.) studios about bringing drinks in. Which is quite laughable, especially in light of the double standards practised by dear ol' Victor, who manages the studios on behalf of CIT. The inflexible nature of some people never ceases to amuse me. Hurhur.