straceannakuh, what?

hi, i'm lyza jane (the one on the right), and this is my friend the fuz (the one not on the right). neither of us work for espn, but we do have a mutual affection for girls night, picking clothes for each other, but not ourselves, listening to heavy metal loud in the car, and laughing until we cry. we also have a mutual disdain for eating worms, mean people, and waitstaff that don't think we should "want it the way we want it". we've had many discussions on life and have both come to the general conclusion that life is like riding a bicycle, upside down.


today is the day she was born, 28 years ago. and i just wanted to say...Happy Birthday, i'm so glad we're friends!!

i think i'll miss him forever.

"did peanut like to be rubbed on the belly?", she asked.
her dad answered, "not really."
"oh."
"he liked it when i rubbed his belly", i said quietly as i remembered to myself how he would roll over and put his front paws up so i could reach his chest. he would hug my hand to him and purr like a locomotive.
"i think he liked it when i rubbed his belly too", she responded.
"no, it was just your mom. he was her cat", dad said while reminiscing to himself.
"but he was my cat too", she reminded.
"yes, but it was just different. i was his mom."
a little confused, but without skipping a beat and in all seriousness she asked, "mom, you were a cat?"


(10/31/98 - 7/10/06)