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My birthday is next week. I'm pretty sure I'm finally reaching the age where the government is required to give me a cat. That's how that works, right? I'd have to check the bi-laws, but I think it was the landmark 1981 Supreme Court case of Fluffy vs. Shadow that established that states are required to provide cats to single 36-year-old women who can't afford their own or have commitment issues. Something like that. Don't Snopes me on it. Anyways. As I said, my birthday is next week. And there's still time to get this crazy cat lady (without a cat) a card...

Thanksgiving is over so can we talk about Christmas? And, more importantly, Christmas shopping? And, more importantly, my Christmas wish list? You see, Christmas is next month and that just means my birthday is the month after that. I honestly kind of hate having a birthday so close to Christmas because I get all my presents at once and then have to wait a year for anyone to gift me anything again. Oh whoa is me. Of course, at the moment, I'm broke as and so all I actually asked for for Christmas and my birthday was cash (so I can pay off...