Emotional Labor

I just finished my effing paper for SOC 320 on emotional labor. If you don't know what that is, go look it up because I am tired of talking about it.

I am such a last minuter. This paper is due tomorrow and im just getting it done. I guess tonight is better than tomorrow night at midnight right?

Sometimes I get mad at the world. Do you? I don't usually have any reason to do so, but I do.
Jackson is getting cuter and cuter by the day. I love him.

So it's weird that a lot of people I know are getting additions to their bodies like tatoos and boobs and piercings. Maybe I should get some of those too so I am not left out. Well not the boobs cause I have a lot of those already. Well only two, but you know what I am saying right? Everyone's doing it I might as well jump on it. I want to get my nose pierced again, and some tatooes would be cool. I can't spell that word. Tatttoooooeeess.

I like Mocha. Mocha means chocolate in coffee language. My phone spells it omaha though. T9 sucks. I need the new one. I can't remember what they are calling it nowadays. At least I get an upgrade soon so I can be popular like the popular people I know who have the Envy (they spell it funky though) and the Blackberry and the skinny phones. Mine is fat and red. I like it.

Vagina. Sometimes I just want to write that word.

My feet are cold and I have a headache. Do you?

Why do I get so random? Maybe it is because its one A-M and I am tired. BUt I am SO thrilled to be done with my paper. I am really proud of myself. I deserve to eat 3 cookies for that.

Ooooh speaking of cookies. I am gonna be the first person in PA that gets skinny in the winter. You know how you put on weight in the winter because your body is being all cool and going into survival mode? Well I am gonna lose it. I'm tired of people talking about how thin they are or how loose their pants are. SHUT UP! As soon as I stop giving the kid the boob, I'm going on Alli (the FDA approved weight loss pill). My BMI is too high anyway and I want to fit into my skinny jeans. I even got them out of the basement so I can hang them up and have them as motivation.

Wow. I reread that paragraph. It's awful. Oh well. I love everyone.

Oh my gosh! I went shopping on Black Friday. It was better than Christmas. Considering that Christmas is gonna suck this year (yes I love you David but I want to be with my fam too), Black Friday afforded me the excitement of waking up early that i won't get because my effing family is lame. Whoa, two effings in one blog. I'm feeling pretty passionate. Anyway, it was the best thing ever. Jenny, Martina and I totally snuck up to the front of the line for the cheap digital picture frames at Wal-Mart and I guess karma got us back because Jenny got smacked in the face. Not fun. But kind of funny. People were SO crazy. I live for that kind of stuff.

Ok. That's all. 

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