Dear God....

I've been working the last 7 days, straight. I haven't really gotten a lot of sleep, I've got bags under my eyes and I think I'm still hung over from Vegas, which I still haven't filled you in on the rest. So, let me do that.

After showing up 5 hours late for work, my manager, the a**hole took my phone away during all the shifts and had me and my 3 co-workers on house arrest after work. We couldn't do nothing. All we did was play Uno, there was no alcohol and all we had to eat was leftovers of staff meal, pasta and salad. I mean who plays Uno in Vegas?! It sucked!

Don't get me wrong, though. We did try to escape a couple of times. No wolf gonna keep us sheep in here. We tried everything. Sneaking out, calling the lobby to order us beer. We even tried to call a stripper in. But each time we got close, he was there. Our guard dog, the manager. Suck, sucked suckiest! And here's the breaking point. I get back from Vegas and find that my roommate Kelly shot a nude flick at our place. I can't believe I missed most of that. I mean, I get home and there's women everywhere. All naked, walking around like no one's watching. Well, I was watching, I think one of them liked me. Uh, anyways, gotta keep this G Rated, if you know what I mean. Hehe.

Bottom line, I'm ready for something new.