NaNoWriMo Euphoria

50,000 words, 30 days, blood, toil, tears and sweat.

Okay, skip the blood, sweat and tears (and the Earth, Wind and Fire), but make that t a capital one: Toil

And Fun with a capital F.

I'm now tuckered out from all that writing but two consecutive years of this puts me up there up Herman Melville, no? Probably not.

Watch this space.

Loose? Please lose!

I've about had it up to here with misuse of "loose" when the stupid idiot means "lose". I just received a spam SMS (don't get me started!) on how to "loose body weight". This seems to the most popular malapropism out there, ranking at the top of the charts with "your/you're" and I've seen this in the newspapers (almost daily some team or the other manages to loose the match), on the Net (particularly in comments by obvious loosers) and now on my phone. Enough already. Go back to school.

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