Quit it... quit it now before it gets any worse.
Seriously, work was fun for about a month and a half; but now it's just awful. The internet can only keep a person entertained for so long before you begin to read everything twice. I might have to leave a week early so I can escape this horrible fate I've carved out for myself. More time with friends and the gym would be a welcomed change from my 9-5, home at 5:45 or 6:00, gym from 6:00 or 6:15 to 7:30-ish, dinner, internet check, bed. This routine is really killing me. The weird thing is that I usually love routines because they put me in place and give me a schedule that I should follow. But when the routine sucks (cuz right now my job pretty much blows) it's no longer fun nor good for a person to continue. So maybe I'll quit, but probably not, my dad is just gonna say something like "man up!" or "you told them August 11th" and make me stay... oh well. At least I can come in late, and leave early because both of my bosses will be gone next week. Teehee.