Bum, Bum and treble Bum. I appear to have totally wasted another whole day. How can that be? Here am I, all on my todsky while Simon is in Blighty, with ample opportunity to write at least another three chapters of the Famous Novel, and what do I do? After doing all the necessary animal-related activities, I sit down with my trusty lap top and set about wasting as much time as possible on pointless net-surfing. There is no hope….
The trouble with reading other people’s blogs is that, occasionally, it’s impossible not to explore the blogs that they have links to on their site, And then of course, those people have links to other blogs. And before you know it a whole tree, nay a whole forest of interesting blogs has opened up before you, and every one demands to be read Quite Thoroughly, and the Whole Day has gone, leaving nothing to show for itself but a veritable sea of self-castigation.
And to make matters worse, these other people’s blogs are Really Good, and Really Interesting, and Really Well Written… and I HATE THEM ALL! Who’d have thought the world could be so full of talented people? It’s enough to make a girl take her metaphorical ball home, and never write again.
Except for quick little posts like this.
LOL!