Well I just called and quit my job! I told them I was homesick, and was moving back to Wisconsin, I contemplated telling them I was pregnant and moving back to Wisconsin, to try and make things work with the father (for dramatic effect). I feel pretty shitty about it, but this job was just making me too exhausted, and bitter, and depressed. Anyway I have an interview set-up for Wednesday (hopefully I won't be cursed by bad Karma). I'm a little freaked-out, but it was the right choice, and I was bound to quit within the next month.There were lots of really nice maternal women there, always being concerned for me and asking how I was doing, and trying to find me a place to live. I feel really bad that I sort of screwed all of them. But I have to do what's right for me, I can't keep a job that I don't like that doesn't pay well just because of other people. I mean people can be as friendly as they want, but it doesn't make the job pay well or diminish 15 hours a week spent commuting. It's going to be unbearably akward when I pick-up my check. UNBEARABLY. All this is to say I feel really shitty about quitting, but I'm glad it's overwith.