Every day I've got a long list of websites, blogs and internet pages I like to visit. Among them is the Writers' Guild of Great Britain blog, which I've recommended previously. Today, when I had my usual peak at the WGGB blog, I discovered somebody there's been reading my blog and has used a recent posting as the basis for an entry there. Now I'm blogging about them blogging about me blogging about - argh, I'm trapped in an infinite recursion occlusion. Or something. Freaky.
Now, the classic writer's dilemma: start a 5000 word short story due tomorrow; mow the lawn before it's declared a national park, complete with search and rescue team; or have a bath.
Lawn first, then the bath. Let's face it, I've got all day tomorrow to write the story.