An (un)likely combination

Home, chinese food, hot bath, Jupiter, Bringer of Jollity, mint tea, London tube pyjamas, and bed.

I have to get up early tomorrow morning to go to the 9:30 mass. Unfortunately, this is the "family mass."

If I am lucky, Fr. Vitto will be celebrating. If I am luckier, they will have a new cantor and I will never need to listen to the 9:30 am mass's Jazz-style Gloria again.