I really did try to write an entry today. But then I realized it was making about as much sense as a Michael Bay movie. I am apparently in one of those horrible states where I'm too sick to really write coherently. It might be a shitty first draft day, but it is not a something-that-people-will-read day.
Seems like The Brain, who went with Uberdude to fight crime for a few days in India, may have brought back some Indian flu or something.