It's supposed to be 96 degrees tomorrow. NINETY-SIX DEGREES, people. You know what that is? Too damn hot. We should get hot days. Like sick, but for hot, as in "screw this, I'm not leaving my sweet air-conditioned apartment today."
In better news, tomorrow is the first day of the Smithsonian's Folklife Festival. This is pretty much the awesomest thing that happens in D.C. all year, and this year sounds particularly awesome - they're featuring Northern Ireland, the Mekong River, and...ok, Virginia, which is somewhat less exotic. I'm psyched for Irish set dancing and Southeast Asian food!!