I told my mentor/partner/supervisor today that I wasn't doing my thesis in Lab MPS. She was "surprised" and said this meant a "surprising change of plans", which I take to mean she was a little annoyed I hadn't told her earlier, but acted supportive and said what was most important was doing what I wanted to do. I'll be doing data gathering for four or five weeks into the next quarter just to prove myself not completely useless, but it's the equivalent of staying friends with my ex just until I can move my stuff out of their house.
I am cool. I am okay with this. This is my future and this lab is not the be all end all of my graduate school experience. I am...going to shut up and deal with it until the self-loathing urges die down again. And then I am going to email the lab head and explain the situation this evening.
There will be one
octopus hour of grace and relaxation and then I will go sit on the phone with ComEd to find out why the hell my electric bill is so high this month.