My blog seems to be a running commentary on my experiences with J, even though initially I thought I would refrain from posting too much about that idiot. However, till the madness runs its course, I'm afraid my readers are in for the next instalment of J-related craziness.

I mentioned a while ago that I have not been getting much sleep recently. This is mainly because I have been super-hyped up since new year's. There are a number of ideas going through my head, and they all seem to be materialising at the same time. So I have had some serious sleep issues, which in turn has resulted in an odd mix of exhaustion, exhilaration, over-productivity and a very brittle snapping point.

Frankly, I haven't snapped anyone's head off - except J's. And he jolly well asked for it. Today I was not in the mood to dealing with tantrums, and as usual that's EXACTLY what I was treated to. So J got the tongue-lashing of the year.

I'm not going to detail the minutiae of the encounter, because it's not really that interesting (I think this post is already beyond recall as it is). However, I do like the fact that I gave it good to him today.

I have also deleted him off Facebook, thereby ending his ridiculous obsession with keeping track of my life. He knows about this blog, but doesn't have the patience to read it. Thank goodness for small mercies.

Perhaps this is finally the end of J's saga.