Ick and ack... My cold suddenly became a lot more progressive... Another day of sneezing Lovecraftian slime out of my head and I should feel a lot better. Jess let loose a volley of Captain Trips style sneezes this morning... not good. I'd hate to be stuck in a hotel room having to be waited on hand and foot by Swedish Viking wenches, only strong enough to crawl and empty the mini-bar. Needless to say I still have a couple of films to watch today, but my eyeballs feel slightly shaved and not at all up to the experience. A quick soak in coffee and a vodka rinse should do the trick. More later... [Music: Throwing Muses]