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Monthly Archives: September 2007

world full of mad people..

for instance my boyfriend’s ex-wife. But she’s not alone. Actually I think a huge proportion of people are bloody weirdos.  Anyway this particular woman has just told my boyfriend what an awful girl my daughter is – this on the basis that my daughter spoke to her daughter, who she knows slightly, at a soccer match, and said to her ‘Next time we’ll beat you’.  I would have thought that would be easily recognisable as post-sport banter, but no.  Nobody but a clinically insane mad person could possibly dislike my beautiful ten year old, anyway. 

Apparently this woman used to tell my boyfriend, when they were married, how unattractive and unable to cope with everyday life he was, and how lucky therefore to have her around to look after him.  She also used to have screaming fits during which she’d attack him (and the kids sometimes) physically.  She also used to develop intense female friendships, and when these broke up, she’d scream at the person in public and accuse them of betraying her by having other female friends.  Personally what I hold against her is that she writes badly – that’s a clear sign of a crap mind.

She had him convinced apparently for twenty five years that the only thing keeping him off life’s scrapheap was her.  It’s kind of clever, if you know how to organise it.  Whereas in fact, she was the one concerned about landing on the scrapheap.

Of course, he could be misrepresenting the poor woman…


how to tell if your child is insane

I don’t know. Maybe all 12-13 year olds are pretty close to  insane.  Yesterday my own dear 12 year old had a screaming supersonic tantrum over not being able to access fast internet in our area, which somehow seemed to be my fault. When I failed to sympathise enough, he cried and howled even more and said that it was the end of the world (he really did say that) and that my sole purpose was to ruin his life.  So I acted all stodgy and parent-like and told him that the recommended age for stopping tantrums was about seven, but inside I was looking at him thinking, am I going to be the mother of someone who mutters to themselves at bus-stops and doesn’t wash their hair?  Poor F,we’ll say (me and his sister etc) he was so sweet when he was young, showed such promise, until his mind broke down…On the other hand, maybe it was just an inappropriate tantrum.

Had a weird dream last night that I had a baby, and it was fathered by Boyfriend of the Moment and a woman at work.  Yes, I had it – but as a result of lurid sex with this woman, she somehow inseminated? me with her eggs and the eggs and HIS eggs got together and hey presto.  So I was explaining (with some embarrassment) to my boyfriend about how the baby came about, and he said I must have been giving her extravagant oral sex (not in those exact words).  The thing is, I’m not even attracted to my co-worker – or to any female.  This almost but not quite beats the time I dreamed about having lesbian sex with my mother.  What the hell is going on in there at night!!!