also not about cats.

i want more people to understand the magnificence of the television show felicity. it is the best show ever. i started randomly tivo'ing episodes, and at some point i became addicted. i watched the entire last season of the show, then they started showing episodes again from the beginning. i figured i should stop watching, since i had already seen every episode and it was taking up quite a bit of my post-work free time, but i couldn't stop. i wanted more felicity. so i started watching from the beginning. two hour-long episodes (fast forward through commercials) each night. that's a pretty hefty chunk of time, especially when you consider i also have a law and order addiction to feed (criminal intent is my favorite).

do other people feel as strongly about ben and noel as i do? felicity should be with noel! ben sucks--he got lauren, that transvestite lady from ally mcbeal, pregnant, plus he's not that smart and he's always whispering. (he does, however, look good in a speedo.)

but right now i'm on the first season. felicity seems to be adjusting well to college life, despite her psychotic, overwhelming obsession with ben and losing her virginity to simon rex.

it's a shame that i already know what happens, but that won't deter me from watching it faithfully until the end of the show again. then maybe i'll get back into sex and the city reruns.

this is not about cats.

at tonight's decemberists and death cab show i was standing next to these two dudes. they were boring-looking and talking loudly about some lame-o bullshit. i suspected they were o.c. death cab fans. after suffering through their yakking for a while, i finally got up the nerve to say, "hey, do you realize you're screaming?" and one dude was like, "oh, you want us to scream louder?" and i said, "yeah. i'd really appreciate that." fine, so i'm kind of proud of myself for saying something, and i'm excited to begin enjoying death cab and ben gibbard's cute outfit.

then i bump this girl's bag and she turns to me. i'm about to say "sorry" when she recognizes me and says hello. i realize it's katie and so, you know, we start chatting. for a while. then scott comes over and says hello, and there's more chatting. but all the while, these guys behind us surely hate my fucking guts. and why shouldn't they; i would hate my guts too.

moral of the story: shut your big mouth, eliza.

other people's cats are cute too

toothache
Originally uploaded by jessica c.

this picture makes me want to kill myself.

love

have i mentioned how much i love my cats?

bunny was waiting for me to wake up this morning. she head-butted me, then proceeded to rub her face all over mine, as if to say, "eliza, i know you love me, and i love you too." ahh, bliss!

and little lionel, my little man! he's a rascal, but when he plops down on my chest and starts purring, i just melt.

i love my fuzzy babies.

cuddle fiends

i'm in boston for the weekend and i miss my cats terribly. i've tried to convince everyone to get cats because they make life better, but no one's quite believing me. it's true, i swear!



i miss you, bunny, lionel, and daddy! mommy will be home soon, and there will be lots of hugs.

fuzzy miracle

i woke up last night at 4am and couldn't get back to bed. bunny saw that i was awake and made little peeping noises until i picked her up and stroked her soft, soft fur. she kneaded me for a few minutes, then moved to my pillow so she could recline on my head. how did i get so lucky?