The other night, I came home from a nasty hot night of work. I had turned on the AC until I fell asleep. Sometime afterward, Dodo turned it off before she went to sleep.

At about 3am, I woke up with sweat just dripping off of me. I felt like I had to throw up. I crawled out of bed and lurched through the apartment to the thermostat. My vision was swimming around and I felt dizzy and nauseated with drops of sweat falling off of my body.

I am not sure of the exact temp, but the thermometer was definitely around 90+ degrees when I turned the AC back on. I stumbled into the kitchen in vertigo and opened the refrigerator to get some cold air. I reached for something to drink but could not stand up long enough without feeling like I had to puke.

I spent the next ten minutes laying on the cold tile floor in the kitchen trying to make my head stop spinning and eventually got something to drink and was ok to go back to bed. At this point I noticed that there were raw biscuits laying on the floor in the dining room. I saw a cardboard pop-open can of biscuits that I had bought laying on the floor, and sure enough, the apartment had gotten so damn hot the thing blew its biscuits all over. One even made it about 4 feet away into an empty coca-cola box!

Needless to say I got the point across to Dodo NOT to turn off the AC during the summer. If I had not woken up, I do not want to think about what might have happened to us.