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i am bored and sad. it's a deadly combo.
i don't want to go anywhere today. i want to go back to bed.
my back hurts. it will only get worse as the day goes on.
i have a feeling i'll write a song while i'm away. inspiration hits at the weirdest moments. and last night was weird.
my stomach feels like it's full of lead, yet i don't remember eating any.
it's 6:30am. we leave at 7am. i still need to eat and pack.
i hope i can sleep on the bus without my makeup smearing.
i hope i can make on the smear without my sleep busing.
seriously, i'm out-of-my-mind tired. ya dig?
i think the older i get, the more i get ADD and OCD symptoms. i can't just sit and watch a show on tv. i have to have something to do during the commercials because just sitting there waiting is a waste of time.
i'm pushing myself too hard to do everything and feel horrible when i can't get it done. i feel guilty even going on this trip.
i guess i'll eat my generic frosted flakes with the cartoon dog on the box now.

i don't leave for AC for another 3 hours, and already all i want to do is come home, crawl into bed, and die. this should be a blast.

oh, my schedule is so crazy. last night i was up till about 3am, slept?, then had to wake up at 6am for work. was originally supposed to get off at 2pm, was asked to stay until 3pm, didn't leave until closer to 4pm. came home, took nap from 6pm-midnight. it's now 2:18am. and i have to wake up at 6am again. i also have to wake up around 6am on Wednesday, but not for work...i'm going to Atlantic City. i hope i have a good time. gambling is my least favorite part of a gambling trip.

i came thisclose to hitting melissa's niece in the face with a hanger today. she was in her stroller and i was holding a hanger putting it in her face and she was grabbing it and we were playing tug-o-war with it and she let go unexpectantly and made me lunge forward somehow. i would have felt awful if it hit her. almost as bad as when i went into the back hallway and the baby's head was turned because she was focused on Mandy in the breakroom and as i approached her i just screamed "RAWR!!!!!" and the poor thing's entire body jumped, haha. i mean...booo. she looked at me like she shat herself, which she probably did.

i'm dead set on buying a treadmill but when i went to look at them today, i come to find that the cheapest one (which is still over $350) is not going to work out after all because you can't run on it. and that's the main reason i want to get one. the lowest priced one that you can run on is closer to $500. i really didn't want to pay that much, especially since my account is pretty much negative. mom said there's some store that sells treadmills for $25 so we should go there. yeah. i'm expecting to find something REALLY nice.

alkaline trio and my chemical romance are coming to town in October and actually playing at UMBC, on the stage that i graduated high school on. i think that's so cool, i'm a retard. yellowcard and the starting line played there before, which we went to see. but this will top them all. oh yeah, reggie and the full effect opens for them. i'm thrilled to the max.

i guess it's time for another nap.

oh i just love it when my first customer of the day is a huge bitch. it really sets the tone and puts me in a great mood.

i got off at 1pm today, so i can't really complain. well, i can complain about the fact that i was up until 4:30am, thinking i didn't have to wake until 9am. then i realized i actually had to get up at 7am and that kept me up until at least 5am. but it's all good?

anyway, Gary picked me up from work and took me to his GB house to take some pics of his car. he's got about 17 cars that he wants to sell on ebay, but this was the only one located at the GB house so we just went there and thought we'd just deal with one vehicle at a time. so i took the pics, then we went to get subs and pizza. okay. i'm back on the no-carb diet starting tomorrow. pizza, subs, doughnuts and wedding cake aren't doing me any good. haha. anyway, we ate and came up here and i was resizing the pics and we ended up making a post on ebay with 14 pictures. it cost $60 just to list the car, but he's trying to sell it for $4500, so in the grand scheme of things, that's not too bad, i guess. i wrote up the entire ad and then ended it with:

"I am listing this for my brother because he's mentally handicapped and has no hands to type. Needs to sell car in order to afford a hand transplant."

i thought maybe we'd score some pity bids. we laughed for about 10 minutes then realized we couldn't put that so i just ended up putting "I am listing this for my brother because he is computer illiterate (dumb)." anyway, when it was finally posted, it was about 4:15pm. at 5:30pm my brother gets a call from someone in Texas saying he wants the car. they're just trying to work out the details about getting it shipped down there. he hasn't paid for it yet so it's still up in the air, but things look good. and i know i get a couple hundred for helping him list it; at one point he said he would give me 10% of whatever sells, so hey, i can deal with that. a few more cars sold and i'll be able to pay off my bills which would be amazing. SCORE!! now i get to work all night long and wake up early to work all day tomorrow. you are jealous, no?

worked 10a-6p. around 2p, the air conditioner broke throughout the entire mall. the Sears fire alarm went off. and the heat came on in our store.

THE HEAT!

great day to wear a sweater, Leigh. we had to turn off half the lights in the store to try to cool off. it didn't work. i swear, i saw steam. 4 hours later i got to go home. i think i lost 10 pounds of water weight.

horrible!

totally failed on the 8pm diet thing tonight, but i really enjoyed my nachos, spinach dip, mozerella sticks, tortillas, chicken wings, mashed potatos, garlic shrimp, fries, bread, and diet coke at midnight.

i love my friends.

so i went out today and met this really hot guy. within minutes of meeting, he was showing me pictures, caressing my face, and was all up in my mouth. okay, he's my dentist's assistant, but so what. he would be doing that even if he wasn't obliged, i'm sure.

speaking of which, i had the worst time ever there. i normally need 2 shots to get numb. today i had 5, and i still wasn't numb enough for them to fill one of my cavities. that sucks so bad, it's like my least favorite thing in the world to do. i wish i could have gotten it done and just be done with them all, but nooooo. so now my entire lower jaw is numb and i keep feeling like i'm going to choke on my tongue. and i get to go back later this month for round 2 of the make leigh cry game. good times.

i think over the past 3 days i've gotten a combined total of 10 hours of sleep. that's horrible. but i have off tomorrow so i am really excited about sleeping in. we should totally hang out!

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

so i'm trying this new diet called the "Don't Eat After 8pm Diet". it's pretty easy to follow. basically, you don't eat after 8pm. sometimes it's hard to remember the rules, but as long as you can remember what the diet itself is called, it's pretty easy. i came up with it and named it myself. i've been on this diet for 2 days now. yesterday i had salad and cake around 11pm. and tonight i had dinner around 9pm. as you can see, i'm kicking this diet's ass straight out of the ballpark.

work today was fun. oh wait, i lied.

i hate this chair. it hurts my back to the point where i can't even type. i guess you can say i'm exagerating, all things considered. but it does hurt like a mofo.

why is "mofo" short for motherfucker? shouldn't it be "mofu"?

tonight when i came home i called my Dad upstairs and told him that Mom wanted him to see this weird guy outside the house. my Dad comes up and goes outside and says "where is he?" and gets mad when he turns back and sees i was just talking about a scarecrow i put in the yard.

i don't care what anyone else says, "panties" is still the worst word in the english language. and the french language, if "panties" in french is "les panties".

one time when i worked at ACM i put a sign on the tub of flip flops that said "THONGS!" my manager made me change it. i also remember making a sign for a storage box and i added a picture of a fighter to the sign. because it's a storage BOX and the guy was BOXING. they didn't get it.

i'm gay?

sometimes my family is so irritating but then there's times like tonight when i thoroughly enjoy them. especially when the waitress was taking our orders and my brother ordered the ribs and then said "and instead of BBQ sauce, i want them covered in peanut butter" just to see her reaction. oh, the silly McNally clan!!!

20 Useless things about me.

1) What stickers do you have on your car? my whole back bumper/back of car used to be covered in band stickers. but now i have no car. hence, no stickers on car.

2) How/where did you meet your last or current bf/gf? wow. i don't even remember.

3) What do you hear right now? Fall Out Boy and the fan

4) If you could have a drink of anything right this second, what would it be? strawberry daquiri...i just got back from dinner and wanted one but decided against it.

5) Does anything hurt on your body right now? i have a headache, and my neck and back still hurt from the other day. seeing as how i just ate, i'm sure my stomach will be hurting soon enough. yup, there it goes.

6) How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? seven.

7) What's your job position called? Sales Associate of New York; transcriptionist

8) What size ring do you wear? depends on what finger, silly asshole. but typically a 7.

9) Do you own a picture phone? yes. it's a good way to waste time.

10) What's your bf/gf's birthday? September 31st.

11) What's your Mom's favorite band/musician? the other day she told me "i love The Killers. and i'm starting to really like My Chemical Romance too, i like their sound."

12) What's your Dad's favorite band/musician? he lives for oldies.

13) What was your high school's mascot? Patriot

14) What's your favorite bottled water? any kind that doesn't taste like milk. i hate that.

15) What's the next concert/show you're going to and when? probably Gwen/BEP later this year.

16) What's the next movie that you want to see? The 40 Year Old Virgin. i also really want to see Just Like Heaven when it comes out. and Skeleton Key. and Brother's Grimm.

17) What were you doing at 9 PM last night? cursing Ivette for winning HOH.

18) What's your favorite Starbucks drink? White Chocolate frap w/ whipped cream

19) Do you exercise as much as you should? no, but i want to.

20) Did you attend your High School prom? yeah, one of the highlights of my life, it was the beeeeeeest!

this is my public declaration that i'm going to start eating better.

again.

i'm trying to get some sort of donation thing going on in the store for the Katrina victims, but it's harder than i thought it would be to get going. i wish i could just put a paper cup on the counter and write "help people" on it. i found out that our company donated $25,000 as a whole, so i was pleased with that. with city cash coming up next weekend, i thought it would be a good idea to have donation cans on the counter and hopefully a lot of people would donate since it's one of our busiest weekends of the year. i looked online for Red Cross tins, but i didn't see any place to get any. i came across a website where you can order a mass amount of tins or boxes, but i only need about 4, not 72. i hope someone supplies us with something before next weekend. i would love to see what our store could raise. i'm gonna donate as much as i can, and i'm trying to find a place to give blood, but i remember being turned down in high school when i tried to give it...i don't know if it had to do with my disease or my meds or what. oh well. hopefully someone will want my juice.

the following "conversation" is real. the names and places of the people involved have been not been changed. because who the hell cares, anyway?

the scene: shoppers food warehouse, the 10 items or less line.
the people: me, played by myself. the cashier, played by herself.

me: hello.

her: hi, how are you? IS THAT A KITTY?

me: what? huh? oh. (realizing she's talking about the pink rhinestone cat on my necklace) yeah.

her: I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! blah blah blah something about pink blah blah blah something about jewelry. SEE, i have this bracelet and i've been trying to look for the matching set but i can't seem to find it, ive looked everywhere, i've even gone on amazon.com but they didn't have it, i have the bracelet, SEE, but i want the earrings and the ring, i found the ring somewhere, you know, the pink quartz in the middle and then the 2 cz's on the side, but a lot of the stuff i find is that light pink and i'm looking for the dark pink stuff.

me: yeah.

her: (scanning my US Weekly) OH MY GOD, i'm waiting to see what Jessica Simpson wore to the VMA's, my friend told me that i had to check it out, she was like, "WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE WHAT JESSICA SIMPSON WORE TO THE VMA'S" AND I WAS OKAY!!!! but to be honest, all i care about is Jamie Foxx TEE HEE TEE HEE because he's my boyfriend and everyone knows it. and my best friend is all saying that he's her husband and stuff but everyone know he's mine and she's all "but he's my baby daddy" and i'm like, "NO, HE'S MINE!" MUHAHAHAH!

me: well, you guys can always share him.

her: NO! she can't have him, he's mine and he's all mine. we've been best friends for years, you know, you can joke around with your friends like that. like she had the Sims on her computer and i went in there and added a door to her house and she was all "you ruined it!" and i said "i didn't ruin it, i just put a door on it!" and then her boyfriend called me and was yelling at me saying i ruined it and i was like, "i didn't ruin it! i just put a door on it!" geez!

me: wow.

her: she says i ruined it, but i didn't, i just added a door to it!

me: okay, bye! (runs away)

and scene.

oh my gaaaaaah...my neck has never hurt this bad in my life. it literally feels like my head's about to fall off. i hate sleeping on couches. :(