The last thing I remember is saying goodnight to Jhayne. I think the first thing I saw after waking up WAY too early was notification of my next deadline for SFX magazine. Bah.
Brainstorming something with a Marvel editor, kinda, as I get deep background from him on the next instalments of Marvel Overall Continuity. Which kind of hurt my head.
I think Ariana may have died in the night. It may possibly have been the idea that Whitechapel may also become the stage for news on my ASTONISHING X-MEN run that did it.