Yawn

It appears I may be pregnant - I find out the result for sure tomorrow - and can I just say, in between the whirlwind of emotions running through my head, vomiting, agonizing cramps and hormonal madness - I am one gosh-darn boring person. Without coffee, soft cheese, copious amounts of alcohol and nicotine... I am just... DULL. We went for dinner on Friday with a couple that we're normally a little bit loud and wild with, and who from the minute we sit down, don't shut up yapping to - and man, conversation just wasn't  flowing for me. To give myself some credit, I feel like absolute shite, but still. If I am el-prego, I'll be spending the 9 nine months working on being a more remotely interesting human being whilst I grow another one inside of me, because, yikes... This weekend I've slept, read some Harry Potter, slept some more, whinged a lot and, well, that's about it. I've told myself I will attempt to blog every single day, which I can only hope with make me do something worth blogging about each day.