Ok, OK *wipes brow* enough with the definitions! Can't we just agree that the future Mrs. Cruise is in for a whopper of a freaky time? I went to go see War of the Worlds yesterday and all I could think about was that Tom really,
really believes space alien souls used to control his brain until he paid his way clear of them. I must admit though when he took his shirt off and laid down on the bed I couldn't have cared less what his philosophical leanings were. But sex always comes to an end-more's the pity-and then I would have to listen to him.
The thing that is really breaking my heart is that my home-girl, Nancy Cartwright, is one of these nuts, too. So, so sad!
