Day 9 of WoM (war of mucus)

This thing has decided to move in, settle down, rearrange the furniture, toss some stuff, then throw some rowdy parties. Rattling, whistling, noises I am completely unfamiliar. Please let the party be over. If the coughing would just let me sleep for more than an hour or two at a time, I could break out of the molasses.

Barbri lectures are not absorbing. I assume it's the cold.