Andrew J. Lederer

with my body straining against itself as if it were attempting to change from larva to pupa.

a trip to the bathroom,'round 4 am, gave me the oh-so-sweet relief of rejecting recent meals, but i'm still something of a spent vessel.

it couldn't have helped that my friend and his colleague spent hours with the windows closed, seriously smoking up the place, and i was subsequently told i couldn't open the window 'cause it was too cold.

you know that link they've reported on between smoke in the house and cot death (sudden infant death syndrome or crib death in the states)? well, i can understand it -- it was like my body was rejecting something it didn't recognize as air. (not a good combination with my apnea.)

i'm somewhat better today but blog-brother tiernan douieb was kind enough to switch me over to the next fat tuesday show.

now, i can rest up for my halloween visit to the terrifying village of braughing.