My throat hurts.

Last night I started drinking glass after glass of water, thinking that maybe I was extra thirsty from a combination of a salty dinner and all the wine my parents brought over, but it appears I may actually be coming down with a cold. It wouldn't be surprising. There's a flu going around my office, and I don't have the best immune system on the planet. Then I thought maybe my throat is sore because of time spent in the basement where the furnace is located, but it's no dryer down here than it is upstairs.

I'm fresh out of whiskey. Maybe I'll actually have to take an actual *gasp* cold remedy from the pharmacy for my throat.

Totally unrelated side question---why are there no ceiling tiles down here? I just stretched my neck up to feel my glands, and I noticed all of the tiles in the drop ceiling have been removed, presumably when the plumbing was fixed. But where did they go?