In this tourist town

Somehow I had managed to block out the amount of tear on a body that being on one's feet for 6-14 hours in a row can cause. I'm in outrageous pain-whole body pain-wicked piercing throbbing 6 inch needles stabbing into my whole body, pain. Tomorrow should be even more vicious. If I didn't keep hearing stories about $100 lunch shifts an $300 Saturday nights I'd be deterred. But there are things I love-and one of those things is cash. Oh-how I love not being in poverty...Well, I would assume I love not being poverty stricken. It's been a REAL long time since I've experienced such a situation on my own accord. The last year and a half have been pretty goddamn lousy from the financial point of view.
Couple of days ago I gotta email asking me about stuff to do in Nashvegas. So I responded. Then I got a response. And several responses later the conversation seemed rather serious in a nudge nudge sort of way. Which is pretty much my life-deadly serious and simultaneously a laughing matter. Rather surprised that I had to have that pointed out-awfully glad someone did.
Glorious.
The situation with the education-to draw too heavily on alliteration and assonance-is solved it seems. Yea-I'll be a lady of letters. For example I will be able to walk up to a table and say hello my name is ******** M.A. Folk Studies B.A. Popular Culture would you like to re-think your career choice now?
Yes, I think you would, and would you like fries with that?
Excellent.