Unpoof that tail

I woke up this morning to the sound of yowling cat. At 5:43am. I am not pleased with my cat. Once again, he is having trouble adjusting. He has reconciled with Oz, never hard because Oz loves everyone, but Dankers is being met with continued aggression. Dank isn't doing anything wrong; he mostly cowers around Tam. I am getting rather fed up with my cat.

My birthday is coming. Once again, I have no idea what to ask for. It seems like, during the year, there are all of these things that I want. But, by the time my birthday rolls around, I realize I don't really need them or completely forget about them. Then, I have no idea what to say and end up annoying people. Most of the stuff I really want is too expensive anyway. Or apparently, not expensive enough. I'm never going to get a cheese grater, I just know it.