Holy shit, what a night, last night. I am sore all over, and my brain is mush. But I got the job done. All things considered, the night went far better than it should have. I feel pretty proud of the job that my crew and I did, and I honestly believe I have the right to feel that way. But man, I couldn't be happier that I'm done for a few days. Sometimes I think this rotation that makes up my schedule was designed to do just what it's been doing: wear me to the bone when I'm working and give... read more
