I am so very, very tired of adults who are bullies. I had to deal with one directly today (one of my son's teachers) and then later, the fall out from a 2nd one. I hate to sound simplistic or pollyanna-ish, but I do not understand what makes grown people act like they are 12 and still stealing little girls' lunch money.

Okay. So, shocker here...I'm not perfect. So there...saved you from saying it. I enjoy a good juicy gossip, just like most women (and men too, though most of you won't admit it), but I try very hard not to spread the hurtful shit. Truly, people in the groups I hang out with have no flippin' idea the secrets I carry around about other people that I never share. But you know what? I'll tell you the same things to your face if you ask. I hate that passive-aggressive bullshit where people can't come out and say what they want to say and either say veiled, cutting things or even more cowardly, have others do their dirty work.

Guess what? If you are over the age of 18, you are officially, legally, morally and contractually an adult. That means if you bully others, act in passive aggressive fashion, lie when confronted for your bullshit behaviour and generally flounce around like Princess Pretty-foo-foo Pants whose shit doesn't smell, ya need to get smacked. And I wish I was the one to smack a bitch. And I'm just right out on the tip of that emotional branch right now. You know the branch? That twiggy looking one that the fat cat sits on that's just barely clinging to the tree? Yeah. That's where I'm at. And I think I've had enough emotional upheaval in the last three weeks that if I WERE to slap a bitch, I might get away with it. Maybe we could sell tickets. Baronial fundraiser anyone?

I'm scared to think of what my blood pressure is right now - I can feel that little green vein throbbing at my temple.

I_just_don't_know_ why_ people bully. I've NEVER understood. I always try very hard to excuse people's behaviour and I've been teaching my son the same thing. They had a bad day, they didn't get the little red tricycle when they were 5 for Christmas, they have a horrible disease that secretly disfigures them, WHATEVER, but what the fuck?!? When you are a 50-ish something year old woman, you would THINK you would have gained enough experience and self-knowledge not to only find pleasure in the world when you are ruining the game for someone else.

Oh my god. My left eyeball is throbbing now - that's probably bad. I hope it doesn't pop out. Does that mean I have an aneurysm?

Luckily, for me and for her, I don't know her address. I suppose that's best. Cuz don't think I wouldn't be over there right now writing CUNT in her font lawn with salt (yup - do it right after it rains, that shit is burned into the grass for months). Yeah. That's right - I wrote that word. I meant it too. Sue me.

I think I better go to bed now before I write anything worse. Is there anything worse than cunt you can call another woman? I'm taking suggestions. I need a better, more shocking word to express my outrage and anger.