*hack hack*

As I was putting comics away yesterday, I was doing some that had been in my bedroom at home, and had therefore absorbed the basement funk. It made my lungs feel crappy. In my continuing mission to get rid of crap and clean out my old room, whenever I spend time down there I feel like this. Now, I wasn't even IN the damned basement, I merely spent a bit of time with objects FROM the basement. This sucks, because I have to consider that every single thing still left in my old room is all basement-y and not suitible for human contact. Or at least my contact.

I thought that when I got up this morning it would be gone, but my lungs still feel like crap, and if makes me want to cough when I breathe deep. So I obviously won't be reading these comics ever again, and now the question is what to do with them. Put 'em in a box, okay. (For those interested, the comics in question are the full run of Dazzler. Go ahead and laugh.)

I could drink some more tea, but it didn't help last night. :(