Nearly two years of depression, sorrow and the inability to do anything have suddenly been replaced by a weird sense of elated giddy amusement at the expense of my least favorite teacher.

http://community.livejournal.com/tpierce_lolcats/12368.html

Lord Stump Wyldon, I salute you on this fine morning.

Despite that I've lost my ability to heal, despite that for most of that time, I haven't even bothered trying to practice any useful skills that I'd be called to use as a knight and have been generally a useless waste of space (okay so a portion of that time WAS spent in a coma that my former knightmistress says by rights should have killed me...) I actually feel good right now.

Maybe its not too late to turn the honor of Queenscove around?

-Neal