Right, first things first. biteme I really didn't get your name. I thought you just called your cat mr Bitey in the same vein some people might call their dog mr Waggy, and frankly it perturbed me. I now realise that, in fact, I am culturally inept and deeply apologise for occasional thoughts of 'why the fuck would you call your cat mr bitey'. I am truly sorry. and really quite 
Anyway, much more importantly, wooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!! COngratumalations on your win, am v v chuffed for you me dear!!
So sorry to have been a stranger- in my defence have been away and stuff at weekends, and always find it tricky to get back into step when I come back, and also have been getting really stressed about something really Important and Valuable to All Humanity ( no, not the christmas play at school, what? why on earth would someone lose ACTUAL SLEEP over the fact that Billy Boggins in year 6 can't learn his lines, or that there is no waistcoat for Fred Smith, I mean really, there is world poverty and wars for christ's sake) But in the light of recent stuffs I realise I must come out from my tortured artist's fug and say I still luffs you all, and give anyone who wishes it a sound whipping. (boo you are scrumptious and very sexy, come here and let me stroke your anything really fevered brow, I was also a bithoppingmad about that thing, but if you think its ok I will put down my numchuckers (have no idea if that's how you spell it, and you know what? I'm not even going to google, so there. and retreat to the safety of my cabin. (Oh and my absence has nothing at all to do with a period of mourning following the end of series 3 of the Wire, because the people in it are fictional, and it would be ridiculous to sit crying in one's bed at midnight because one of them had died, and row with one's husband about not watching any more because you just couldn't take said fictional character not being there anymore. Oh Russell, I love you so
(I mean, I know he was a murdering cheating drug pusher, but he was trying to cha-a-a-nge )
So in other 'conception' related news, for I seem to recall that I am posting on that board, and not the 'Stringer Bell memorial and Support group', i am now 8 dpo, after egg laying three days early, I believe, which was a real bugger, cos I thought I would be away when I ovd, so was planning on lots of white goods collection prior to going, and had only just got started on said collection (and hadn't replenished my smiley sticks) when i had ov pain. So basically only did it once before, and once after, which I know isn't none, but feels like a very poor effort- especially when I had no booze or nuffin all month, and now its december, and there's a chocolate teapot's chance in hell of that happening again 
Still, I think this would be rubbish timing because I'd still be very much in 'danger zone' at actual christmas, so wouldn't want to say, but it would be prob obvious (due to not boozing, not because I thin I wold have large bump or start decorating nurseries or owt), and (warning maudlin thoughts coming up) I have pics of me at molette's b'day this year when I was diffed and I look really happy, looking at them is a tad bitter sweet, so I could do without that at christmas too....(btw this is only comfort thinking, to those who are early diffed right now, of course I would rather be )
Have I written enough yet to make up for laxity? (Am away again this weekend, so will probably lose footing again, will try not to I promise) Am off to fashion my internet cheapy tests into paper chains, and hand round wheresladygagahaventseenheraboutmuchlatelytherealonenottheinternetpretender's tree.
Muchos smoochness. Yey its December- bring on the gin!!!!