Nothing better to do with a life full of bliss?

I just wonder, time and again, if some people has nothing better to do with their lives, specially when they boast to the four winds that they have such a wonderful and full of bliss existence… I mean, doesn’t a “bestseller” author has anything better to do than sending anonymous “tips” on weight loss to somebody that has struggled with the same problem for a number of years? Can’t she use the same brain that is able to spew full length novels in six days to figure out that her “tips”, sent in contempt, are old news? What is the point you are trying to make? That Julie is overweight? Big news flash: “she knows!!” As well as every other overweight woman –and adoring fan– that visit your blog and read your novels every single day…

What bothers me the most is that I think we’ve had –the three of us– enough water under the bridge for at least sign “our own comments”… (If they are approved or not is another story but at least is something honest) What is worst, to sign them under somebody else’s name, is kind of low, don’t you think? Come on, IP addresses are “unique” and they are recorded. Even a four-year old can match the numbers “68.42.40.113” in one place with the ones in another. A “bright one” may even tell you the same thing I’m saying here.
Thank you, though, for taking some time out of reading Julie’s poetry –and staring at her picture,– to also visit my other blogs. The traffic is always appreciated.