I am a crazy person. There is no other explanation for why I stress myself out this way. You see, sometimes I hear about job opportunities that are merely good to take note of. In the sense of, "Oh so that's what that job pays in Waco, Texas... That I might actually want if it weren't in Waco, Texas!" (No offense, Waco, Texas!) And other times I hear about job opportunities that once they enter my brain, I am compelled to apply for. Not to do so would mean having to seriously kick my own ass, and I'd rather not do that.

So, what am I up to, you ask?

Well first of all, a certain t.v. network that features a lot of animals is coming up with a new show and they're looking for a host. The main qualification is that they want a female, and that I have accomplished already! So, if nothing else, making an audition tape will be fun, and I have to do it, just to say that I did. If anything actually comes of it? Who knows?

Even more pressing and a-may-zing than that is a major animal care position that is currently open at a major institution. Ever since I decided I wanted to work closely with animals, I've wanted to work in a zoo. And ever since I've considered zoo work, one zoo stands out in my head above all the rest. I'm sure you already know which one I'm talking about. I don't even have to say it, do I? Think of the best zoo you can think of. Got it? YES, THAT ONE! Is hiring. A keeper. Full time. Holy crap.

Do you know how much that freaks me out? In a good and bad way? They almost never offer positions like this! It's like the pinnacle of zoo jobs! And I'm not done with school yet! But I'm totally applying, because I'm qualified, and because I have to. I can't not. I can't!

So. I wonder what the hell will happen if I'm hired? But then I wonder if it's possible not to think that far ahead. Maybe it's okay to just put it out there in the world. Just send out the application and see what happens, and don't worry about The Next Step. At least, not until/unless it presents itself.

And in the mean time, I'll try not to explode in a fantastic display of guts and goo from thinking about the potential major life changes that will manifest themselves if either of these things comes to pass.