Still Chuggin' Along

Hey gang.

I'm about to embark on my tenth straight day of work, and as you can imagine, it is very tiring. Even though I got a good eight hours of sleep today, the casino environment is very fatiguing in and of itself--it's loud, bright, sometimes smoky, and the work can really drain you. I'm on my feet all night, not only standing at the tables, but walking back and forth every hour from the dining room. And my casino is *huge*, so even going from my locker to my truck at the end of my shift requires another substantial hike--it all adds up to make me tired. And not getting any time away to recharge the batteries just compounds the low-level fatigue.

As much as I 'need' the money this month, I'm almost to the point where I'd happily pay $200 out of my own pocket for 48 hours away from the place. I'm feeling a little burnt-out. And having gotten a taste of the poker room this week, just the thought of dealing blackjack all night is depressing, indeed.

Oh, and since I'm scheduled to work all weekend, my next day off isn't until Tuesday--but guess what? The in-house recruitment center is closed on Fridays, and Monday is a holiday, so I can't go submit my transfer paperwork until Tuesday morning. So even on my day off, I have to go back down there. But it gets better--the poker room still wants me to work for them whenever I can get away from the pit, so honestly, I have no idea when my next day off is going to be. I may be working for a month straight without any time off.

I had a nice big juicy rant-post about my activities from yesterday rolling around in my head this morning when I got home but I was just too damn tired to sit down at the computer. I took a shower, and collapsed into bed, where I stayed basically all day, waking up only because my phone was ringing around noon. But maybe I'll type it up tomorrow--Friday was a very long day for me, and I don't know how long I'm gonna make it tonight.

On the home search front, I got some good news yesterday. I got a message from Gavin, my soon-to-be new roommate, and it looks like I will be moving into that house I liked so much that is just down the road off of Horizon Ridge. You know, the Ultimate Male Retreat house with the balcony, pimped out backyard, and game room. We're gonna get together at some point this week and iron out all the particulars before I start herding all of my shiat in that direction.

But now I've got to come up with $1100 to move in. I guess there's a reason I'm working every day this month... But any spare change y'all can donate would be appreciated, so if you have an extra buck or two, just go ahead and hit that Amazon tip jar over there on the right.

Once I get moved in, I'll post a few pictures--it's pretty cool. And I'm gonna recruit Lars and his digital SLR to help me take a few pics from the balcony. You will not believe the cool view of Vegas I have from this place.

Unfortunately, the only view I'm gonna have for the foreseeable future is the inside of the casino. It's getting late in the afternoon and it's almost time for me to go get dressed like the man in black and endure another night of ultimate suffering.


Mikey