Here's how it worked: I carted my virus-infected carcass to a Round Table for lunch, where I used every ounce of strength to rap out Giants-related piffle for the masses. Then I went to the library to upload the writing to the site. Then the wireless connection doesn't take. So the hour that I spent writing can't be shared until I get home. Now I have to quickly use my work computer for this explanation before the Corporate Inappropriate Spent Time Sentries attach electrical nodes to my temples.
My post will be up around 6:30 p.m. It really isn't that interesting, anyhow. At least, not as interesting as the "Schmidt to DL - Shoulder" diary to my right which I refuse to click on. If I don't click, there's nothing wrong.