As does Merlin who woke me up at the crack of dawn this morning. The idiot! I mean he saw me last night (obviously there was some wine mixup), what made him think I'd appreciate that? I felt like my skull had been clobbered by a mace! It was so bad I couldn't even get up for two hours, but I finally managed to see Gaius wo gave me an effective, but almost undrinkable remedy.

Which made me fall asleep.

Long story short, there was no hunting today...hmpf.

But I finally woke up, head clear and ready to face the day - er evening - er night. Or so I thought. I went out for a bit of a walk to get some fresh air and suddenely ended up in some bizarre alternate universe with these things called vampires...that like to suck blood...but apparently they have a problem with wood. Which is a plus I suppose. I'm sure I - that is the other me - will be fine.

I'm still trying to figure out if that was the most disturbing thing that's happened to me this week or if it was meeting that look-a-like of Father. Seeing as the later wasn't trying to kill me, I guess the former wins out.

It'd be much appreciated if the Nexus could stop pulling me around...I've said it before, and I'll say it again, as Prince of Camelot I shouldn't have to live under these conditions.

Nor should anyone really...it's just rude.