Got in line at 10 am to secure seats about an hour north of Manhattan. Didn't have to beat down the girl dressed as evil Galadriel or the young Gandalf or the cuties in elf ears.

Fellowship started at 1:15. Legs were functioning, had total control of most bodily functions.

5ish Two Towers kicked in. Experiencing slight discomfort along the cushiony part of my ass. Keep shifting feet, getting that popping joint cracking when I rotate me ankles.

10pm Return of the King starts. by 1:30 am, I cannot feel my ass, nor will my legs respond to my commands. Friends drive me back to Queens, slow minvan down, and throw me near my building. Momentum crashes me into the lobby where I fall asleep un the nondenominational holiday display there around 4am.