Waxing the kardashians.

Okay Kardashians, you officially crossed into incest land. I laughed awkwardly the first few times you guys would be naked together and slap and tickle each other, I pretended not to care when Rob watched the nudey tape Khloe made for Lamar but the bikini waxing? Too much. I can't just ignore this. I realize Khloe and Kourt are close, but it simply isn't right for sisters to be that up close and personal with eachothers Britneys. And then Scott walks in not surprised in the least as to what is going on. Speaking of Scott, will everyone stop being so hard on the guy? He won my heart in the Vegas episode, that's for sure. "Don't look em in the eyes if it's the cops." Priceless. I don't think he's nearly as awful as everyone says he is. Imagine dating someone who had a mother like Kris Jenner- you'd be an alcoholic asshole, as well I bet. I like the show, but I just can't stand Khloe's fake voice. She uses it when to talking to Lamar, people at photo shoots, interviews and the like and sometimes her mother. I just don't understand why someone who claims they are such a bad ass chooses to use such a fake Paris Hilton voice. It's just one of those things I suppose.
So I've been relaxing by the pool today just minding my own business when some douche swims up by my chair and asks,
"do you normally lay by the pool for this long?"
Now maybe it's just me, but I feel like that is kind of a rude question. So I respond,
"on a good day, yes."
He then continued to insult me with questions regarding how many hours I typically lay out for, do I still burn, and if I'm "retired." After the whole debacle my sun experience was completely ruined and I packed up and went in after only being outside for roughly 3 1/2 hours. As I said a few days ago this week has been crucial regarding tan time. I won't be able
to lay out at all next week because I actually have to "work." Ugh I can barely say the word without gagging. I have to be a camp counselor at art camp for teeny boppers. And I know these aren't going to be the active athletic campers that I befriended from my own camp days when I was a youngin. These are the campers who hated me in high school. I'm anticipating gaged ears, hello kitty book bags and a whole lot of confused sexualities. But once I get through next week then it's off to a fun filled USA loving weekend in Fremont. I love 4th of July food, beans and burgers and chips and beer and cupcakes and everything American. God love our obese country.