turning 26 turned out to be a rather pleasant experience – the day was punctuated with calls and cards from distant but dear friends, and there were a dozen roses and a dinner date waiting for me when i got home from work. coincidentally, the birthday also included an unexpected raise at my day job, and an offer for a new stage management gig.

the high occurance of gifts featuring tiger-striped cats (3 paper cards, 1 e-card and 1 painting) was enough to give one pause, however. do i talk about my cat too much? am i becoming a cat lady?