Today, I am of very little brain. Simple things (like which end of the key goes into the lock) seem to defeat me. I think I may be recovering slower from this evil sickness than I had thought. I'm finally over the nasty bits (nausea and shivering all night), but no brains yet. It really sucks to go to work with no brains at all, and try to read or write. At least I didn't send any documents out the door...so I won't be embarrassed in public. Blah!