Ooogh...I hurt
Last night, as a favor to my best friend, I worked security at Freedom Hill (that's Jerome Duncan Ford Theater to you younglings). It was pretty easy; check people's purses, make sure they're not bringing anything in they shouldn't, make sure nobody's taking anything they shouldn't out of the theater. But it meant that I was standing up from about 4:30 until 11:30. Literally, I didn't sit down for that six hours....oooogh. I hurt. But I'm getting paid for it, so what the hell? Still, I hurt...
