The joys of having a kitten

I wash my hands a lot at work--occupational requirement, really. Never know what you'll get under your glvoes. (In addition to just smelly, sweaty glove hands.) I also have a huge bottle of Purell that I got from the secretary. (Everyone got one. So, though it appeases my OCD, I didn't get it specially to do so. I'm totally not on the hook for that.) I use that just about every time I wash my hands, too. (Just to be sure!) And sometimes when I've been sitting for a while and am bored. Purell, then lotion, then back to what I was doing.

You know what feels GREAT when you pump Purell all over it? Open wounds from kitten scratches. Just as a few start healing up, I go to pet the kitten when he's in a fighty-bitey mood, and I have nineteen billion more! Some times, I don't even know I have them until I reach for the Purell.

I think I need one of those shark-repelling chain mail suits...but for the kitten.

Also, this happened

In addition to taking in the cinematic masterpiece that is Dolph Lundgren as The Punisher, I also found time last night to watch the season two premiere of The Sarah Connor Chronicles.

My reaction, as unloaded onto feiran: "SHIRLEY MANSON HAS THE AWESOMEST ACCENT EVER. ALSO, I THINK THEY HIRED HER BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T NEED WARDROBE/MAKEUP; SHE HAS HER OWN."

More spoilery reaction: ( spoilers! )