Some Kind Of Truce

nothing was said. no issues were discussed. but somehow, me and cabbage patch head have buried the hatchet. at least publicly. in fact, if you sat in today's staff meeting, you would never guess that a week ago i was wishing for a meteorite to fall on her. she still isn't my favorite person and i still fear her taking over my job, even though there's enough for both of us. i just get worried that my coworkers would rather work with her than with me. then again, i'm paranoid. just in case you couldn't tell.