Throat feels like someone's shoved a cricket ball in there.
Finally got a chance to pick up the first NEXTWAVE. It's a thing of much beauty ("Her special powers are blowing things up and taking your stuff.") and I've got horza addicted without any trouble.
Something inside my head, might be the head cold or the lack of sleep, makes me want to say "There's a storm coming." But that's a hideous cliche, so I won't. I shall instead think of stories.