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The “first sentence of each month” meme…

So… I want to tag my journal. Okay, I think I can talk about yesterday now. 4:52am. In recent months I’ve seen at least three college graduates on my friends list type “loose” when they meant “lose”, or vice versa, and it’s just as common an occurrence for the people who write for my magazine. It hasn’t yet been a month since I ranted about “lose” versus “loose” in this entry. Okay, I’m applying some originality here. iniren was reading through the Boston Phoenix during her visit last week and came across some self-promotional filler that read: Be as hip and trendy in real life as you pretend to be on the web. Hey everybody, I have arrived in Bourne, at the base of the Cape Cod Canal, after a 112 day ride in the saddle that featured a little bit of cramping, a lot of just general tiredness and heat on a beautiful weather day and it’s really so far been a pretty positive experience. Oh what the heck… Wow… If you wanna get your LJ noticed, say something disparaging about love! No shit, there I was: scenic Lechmere T station, one cold October afternoon, looking for a bus to take me into the bowels of Meffid. I thought I’d share a favorite bit o’ Thomas Moore with you this evening.