So here I am doing my work at the very last minute as always. I'm typing what's supposed to be a 7 page research paper on FDR tonight and so far I've got 2.5 pages done and a shitload more to go. Next week is my class's senior trip up to New York. In a way it'll be a nice break but at the same time that means one entire week of uninterrupted super-Christ time that's sure to make me kill myself. Other than the usual work/school related stress things are going alright I guess.
I'm still dating that guy from work and honestly I've reached the point where he bores me and I'm beginning to wonder if I want out. I know this makes me a horrible person but attraction plays a huge part in this, I was never attracted to him at all to begin with and since we started having sex everything has gone downhill for me. He really is a great sweet guy and I'm going to feel like a real asshole hurting him like this, but it has to end sometime soon or I'm gonna lose my mind. So I guess things aren't going so well after all... but they could always be worse.