My tapeworm tells me what to do.

Liturgy with the archbishop went fine, could've gone better, but he seemed happy with it. The 100 degree heat didn't hit until well after we were done liturgizing. Tomorrow: more close encounters of the archepiscopal kind, having dinner with 'im. Fortunately: the heat hasn't hit my apartment yet, either. I'm still going back to the library till it closes. I thought I'd get some work done, but I didn't. Whatever. I'm bigger than work.