The only thing worse than dealing with a bad cold is not knowing who to blame for it. One needs to take their frustration with not being able to breathe/sleep/eat/speak out on SOMEONE. It’s like being stuck in a traffic jam and passing the area where it bottle-necked and not seeing any reason whatsoever for WHY there was TRAFFIC.

I hate that. Just sayin’.

Speaking of, this must be some kind of reverse-Voodoo webcomic magic, cuz I came down with a cold in the midst of this storyarc as well. (keep in mind I wrote this 1.5 months ago) weird….