Disgrace

Pshew, today is a busy day at work. I figure I'll take a twenty minute break before I jump back into the fray. It seems that everybody is trying to get out of doing their job today because of the unstoppable desire to wear ugly ass pastel clothes and eat ugly ass pastel candies with their ugly ass pastel kids. Harsh. By the way, Happy Easter to all those who celebrate it.

So....I've been caught....I never thought I would, but I did. I feel so bad about it, it makes me feel dirty. Really, I cannot begin to explain how awful my decisions have been. I didn't want anyone to get hurt, but sadly, as always with these situations, somebody I care for did get hurt. I know it was lazy and it was the easy thing to do and I'm so very sorry. But now she won't...nay, CAN'T...ever trust me again. But it only happened once...and I wasn't thinking clearly....and I'm pretty sure alcohol was involved. I mean, I can't be expected to be a saint at all times, right? How was I to know it would get back to her? She was so far away and I thought that, in the long run, it would make things better. But instead it made both of us feel cheap. I've never, EVER done anything like this before; I'm really not like that....really. It's so shameful.

I mean, how was I to know that she would hear the Movie soundtrack that I stole two songs from for a recent mix cd I made for her?!?!? It's so lazy and I just feel awful.