Annoyed and HeadacheyI am not amused at the universe presently. Especially not when I have visions in the green grocers, causing several older women to yell, "you got epilepsy, Boy? Why aren't you wearin' a helmet!?"
That's exactly what I need. A helmet. With my crazy hair sticking out from under it.
That being said and my bitter mumbling out of the way, Naja's safe in my hospital and we had a talk today. Mostly I talked, but that's alright. I think she just needs someone to be there. And lots and lots of food. And we happen to be quite adept at providing that.
