A little of everything

Lately I've been going about my day when all of a sudden I start thinking, "What day is it?"

It feels like all my days are starting to run together.

I have to quit my current job because I got a better, more awesome job. One that will allow me to feel legitimate again and have some confidence about my skills and professional life. The last 4 weeks of my interview process have been anxious ones.

And now that I've accepted it, I have anxiety over quitting my current job, a job that I've enjoyed and met some really great people. Probably the best group of people I've ever worked with. However, the decision to leave is pretty easy seeing as I've been making about half of what I need to be making and feeling like I've slapped my degree and resume in the face. This is not a job I expected to be at for long. Just something to get me by until I found something that I was excited about and got me back on track for my professional goals.

Still. It's a little bittersweet.

Any tips on quitting a job? Is that weird that I'm asking that? I hate confrontation.

American Idol sucks. I'm not impressed with any of those fools.

It's raining in SLC right now. I like it. Way better than snow. Reminds me of home.

List of Things to Do for Thursday:

1. Spin Class @ 9AM
2. Laundry
3. Pay credit card bill
4. Work
5. Quit my job
6. Eat green beans before they go bad
7. Find other ways to cook with Rosemary. I'm obsessed.
8. Plan my new budget

Tonight at dinner, I overheard a man talking about the killer whale incident today and how that whale should be shot and killed.

While this horrible incident is indeed tragic and my heart goes out to the family of the trainer, I think it would be a mistake for people to forget that this was a wild animal involved. Yes, a well-trained animal, taught cutesy tricks and trained to perform several times a day in essentially a swimming pool in front of screaming crowds, day after day after day... but a wild animal nonetheless. Animals have instincts, instincts that while may be suppressed through years of captivity, still exist. Before people started blurting about opinions on why this particular animal should be killed, maybe we should first think about why and how these whales are put there in the first place and if it's really worth it. Not to get all Free Willy up in here, but can't we just leave these animals alone in their natural habitats? Are SeaWorlds really that necessary? And is it the whale's fault that it's natural diet consists of seal? Seals whose skin can resemble that of a wet suit? Of course it's incredibly sad that this woman lost her life, but working with wild animals, shouldn't the risk of her job be put into consideration? I mean, she basically swims around all day with these things, as well as dolphins and sea lions.

I don't know. I just think the whole situation is incredibly sad. For the trainer, her loved ones, and for the whale too.

(I just reread that and it's really inarticulate. But I'm tired and I don't have the energy to edit.)