I'm a cheater

Since I've been really slack in updating my blog I'm just going to cheat. I'm going to power blog at least once a month - if that.

Work's been stealing my soul for a good two months now. I find it corrupting and it really is a battle of the fittest.

If you don't have the stomach to take every disgusting thing at work, they will eat you alive.

People stab each other in the back. They gossip about each other and they will sell out if it means they can get ahead.

It's disgusting. You know what's even more disgusting? I'm becoming one of them!

I'm not proud of it, but I am now selling out. Ratting out people and not having anybody's back but mine. I check what I say before I say them.

I make sure I have everything covered before I open my mouth. I check over my shoulder when I say anything.

It's stressing me out. And I do it every single day for eight hours.

Depressing.

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Emmet and I completely drift apart. We hardly see each other anymore and I hardly ever talk to him.

If he calls me, I talk to him but if he doesn't, then that's fine too.

I find it more peaceful.

I'm not sad anymore, we don't fight, we don't annoy each other, we just stopped communicating.

People think there's something wrong with us, but to be honest, I'm just going to let it die a natural death.

No need to stress out about it. I'm not going to look for someone else, I'll act single, because technically, I'm that. Single and alone.

I don't spend time with him anymore and I'm sure as hell don't want to.

We've just been really disconnected that I'm living my own life and I don't know what's going on with his.

I'm done bitching about it, I'm done torturing myself and I'm most definitely done hoping that there's a future.

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Foursome is so hot.

Despite my bitching about work, I made three really really good friends. We do everything together. We have late night dinners, knock off drinks and just talk - about sex.

My sex-infested head can't help talking about sex. When we work, we make snide comments about sex, talk about movies that include sex.

I'm pretty sure one of these days one of the other employees would go to Human Resources and complain about being uncomfortable about our topic of conversation.

I told them to tone it down, but it seems that it ain't going to happen.

If do get fired, at least we'll be going with a big bang.

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My only wish for Christmas is to find true love!