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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

poor Katie

poor Katie. she's dreamed all of her life, as young girls are wont to do, about marrying Tom Cruise. now she's dating him and marriage look imminent, unfortunately...he's out of his fucking mind. it's like being in high school and the hottest senior... who you've secretly been lusting after, taking the scenic route to your class just to pass by his class, because you know he always sits in the front... asks you out. you go to dinner and have a great time. next date's a movie and he tenderly holds your hand. a week later, you're finally alone and he tells you all of things you want to hear. he's a great kisser and loves running his fingers, ever so gently, down the back of your neck just to watch your body rise. you're making out and clothes are coming off and then it happens. you tactilely discover the bastard has genital warts. ugh. oh, the humanity. it's just not a good look.

what was Katie supposed to do? say no? he's Tom Cruise for fucks sake. apparently, what she did was fucking convert to scientology.

i think, if i was her, the creepiest thing would be how overly enthusiatic he is about her. i love attention as much as the next person. i also dig a certain amount of zeal from the man i'm with. i don't know. jumping around on couches in jubilation is a little weird to me. i think a lot of it might be that i like my men composed. private excitement is fine. for instance, one time i was coming home from school and i called Shawn when i landed in St. Louis. getting back to my hometown take 1.5 hours. seriously, dude called me, at least, 10 times seeing where i was and telling me to hurry up to him. that is definitely sweet. he's excited to see me. he shows it...in an appropriate manner. it would just freak me out if every time i saw my boyfriend he cheered. it would be sweet at first, but i'm certain within a few weeks, i would utter the words, "calm down." i'm damn cute and have my merits, but, seriously, every time? i would start to wonder, "why is he so excited? did he think i wouldn't come back? why would he think that? why would i not want to see him? oh, shit, maybe because he's out of his scientology loving mind. that's why."

(i'm hoping this works) here's the link that started my tirade. the look of Toms' face is just disturbing. he's like, "YEAH! wooo-hooo! i love this woman! i love scientology! i'm crazy man Jack and i'm fucking off my meds. fuck you, Dr. Adolf!"

http://tv.msn.com/tv/article.aspx?news=193788&GT1=6657

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