Summer has struck hard, with the sort of oppressive muggy heat that saps your energy and leaves you in a state of near-entropy. I myself would like nothing more than to be able to sit in a tub of ice water for the day, a la "Body Heat" (maybe without Kathleen Turner, although I can think of one or two acceptable replacements), but since I have things that need to get done, I content myself with taking work in small increments and listening to Tom Petty b-sides in between. [Edit] Of course, right after I wrote this, a nice cool breeze picked up outside, making most of what I wrote fairly redundant. Oh well.