You Are Hear to Keep Me Grounded...

[stiprulz]

I have a sore throat...well...sore/scratchy. Either way it's uncomfortable. However, I was given a bottle of Zinc Lozenges to help get rid of it. OMG! They taste funky...and to some nasty, but I got my sore throat last night and as of this afternoon I've nearly kicked it. Huzzah for natural/organic things that make you better.

Anyway, I'm

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[anonymous]

As I said...Google it. Oh, wait. I forgot, you don't Google. And there is nothing wrong with Walmart.

[stiprulz]

Wow...glad I don't go to your online journal and act the way you do on mine. Just because I don't use Google doesn't give you the authority to be bitchy and shitty to me...especially when it hardly concerned you in the first place...seeing as you have never been out of the country. And I choose not to shop with Wal-Mart for personal reasons. Simply because you are uneducated about both of the two entities you mentioned, it again still doesn't give you the right to act like a child. Maybe I should screen anonymous comments from now on to keep people from making fools of themselves on my journal.

I'm finished arguing with people who have closed minds.

[anonymous]

You don't know where I've been. You don't know where I'm going. I'm not the close-minded one here. Wilkepedia or however you spell it can give you a list of places to go in France to visit. Just don't throw a quarter off of the Eiffel Tower. You'll kill someone.

Throw nickels, dimes and pennies.

[anonymous]

Hello. This is Elise. And now I can see that the war has not only NOT died, but has moved from Facebook to Livejournal. HAHAHAHAHA. Nicole, seriously? Who, honestly, do you think believes you? Anyone? Your husband, maybe? Secretly I believe that even HE doesn't believe you're innocent. He's a writer. So I'd hope he'd know wrong when he sees it. We all do.

And about the Eiffel Tower. I say throw nickels, dimes, and pennies. And for good measure, hell, throw silver dollars.

*grins*