Feck

The husband's ex (whom I shall refer to as The Mad Bitch, no, The Crazy Stripper, no, Person Most Likely to Go To Hell, dammit I can't think of any worse names to use) has found his blog. And keeps writing all manner of rambly crap to him, along the lines of "Ooooh, I am a mad bitch but I still love you!" and "I always wanted to be a writer but no one will print the crap I produce so I have to make do with stripping!"

To put it mildly, I was enraged when he told me about it, but ever since we put in some "calming" feng shui influences into the house, I couldn't really get into a screaming fit like I would normally have. Very odd. But I am definitely thinking of ways to deal with MB.

To whom I would like to say "Hey Lao Chee Bye (she has been stripping for many years now), you had him first, you screwed it up, I don't care whether you need to put a kitchen knife into your eye to get him out of your mind but perhaps you should give some thought to moving on. You are not getting any younger, and if you would like to have children with whose father(s) you have more than a passing acquaintance, then you should also give some thought to changing your occupation. And because I bear no animosity towards you (because of the feng shui influence, not because you don't fully deserve it) here's a hint - don't become a writer. BECAUSE YOU SUCK!!!!"

Gawd damn! How does one deal with a mad bitch like this? [Suggestions are welcome. Suggestions which I implement successfully will be richly rewarded, provided you also help me move the body.]