Katie Holmes freaks me out. I know - join the club - but still: sometimes it's like she's trying to freak everyone out. Like when she says shit like this:
"Tom likes me in a suit and a mini every now and then. I like it when he likes it. It makes me blush."
Minis? Blush? Um, ew. I don't want to know what kind of weird shit Tom is telling you to tell the world about your creepy non-existent sex-life so that people will think that he's, like, straight or whatever. But at least if you're going to make shit up, make it convincing, and don't editorialize with bizarre statements like 'it makes me blush.' That is both mind-bogglingly creepy and so obviously fabricated that it proves, in four words, that you have either had your brain removed and replaced by a computer that is programmed by Cruise's private team of robotic scientists, all of whom live in their parents' basements and think that grown women really wear mini-suits and say things like 'that makes me blush,' , or that you have been so fully subjected to Scientology mind-screwage that all those old Dawson's Creek lines tucked away in the darker corners of your brain are scrambling and reconstituting themselves into bad science-fiction-slash-soft-porn dialogue. Or both.
Either way, it's freaking me out. Stop.
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