Well, that was odd

[desperance]

So I cut my finger this morning, as hitherto reported. And I washed it and neosporin'd it and plastered it up and went to town and wrote all afternoon (grumblingly, as hitherto reported) and went to the pub eventually and met Mark and Helen and drank beer and went to Chinatown and ate crab and squid and lamb and soup and duck and pork and drank more beer and Chinese tea and walked home.

And on the way home, best part of twelve hours after the original offending incident? The finger started spurting blood again. I didn't knock it or anything, it just went gush. Um, what's the why of that? Does tea raise the blood pressure, or should I blame the food? Or the alcohol? Or the exercise?