Skater, aaaah, nice to know others still have proper '90s skills'. I try and be hep and with it and dahn wid da yoof, innit, but when I'm on my own, it's still Pixies on the stereo and the curtains closed so I can leap around in shameful moshing-BESH fashion. I don't have any tatts, but I do have a nice big filled-in hole in my left nostril where there used to be a nosering.
Ski you better be updiffed or else I'm going to book a flight to the NL and come kick you repeatedly in the fanny. There... do you think the threat of violence will scare the egg into implanting instead of trying to come out?
Talking of madness, I kept having twinge-y pains in my sides yesterday and kept managing to convince myself that it was a combined ovulation and fertilisation sensation and clearly not trapped wind from eating crap food and fizzy pop. This month I'm working on the theory that if I do everything wrong to maximise updiffedness, it's bound to happen (within reason, I mean - I've not been smoking crack. Yet).
I'm sooooooooo hoping it'll be BFPs all round for you and Skater this wkend.
Incidentally, do we like BFP? Surely for we BESHes it should be TFFT (thank fuck for that)?
And VAG enjoy your days/weeks of madness. I hope you're right, mate.
Trig, you lazy beyatch, what you need is one of these:
www.shepee.co.uk/
Ov Watch: Day 14 of cycle and I don't know what the fuck is going on. How come ovulation was blindingly obvious in the past (became terrifying sex pest, aggressive flirting with any man more attractive than Bernard Manning, knicker-ruining gushy FFJ, etc.) but ever since I've started TTC it's gone all shy?