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Good News!: There was a guy who looked like a slightly smaller-lipped Tom Hardy on the T on my way home from class.
Bad News!: He was a total jackass super-blonde prepster who littered and was using the bars you hold on to during rush hour as monkey bars. Why did you have to be a tool, Not-Tom-Hardy? You had all that potential, and you wasted it.

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It really is ridiculous. I know I've said it before, but I always have been open with whether or not I read it, even knowing that it might make everyone think that I'm wanking on people anonymously. ::shrug:: I guess I just have to hope that people trust me enough! But on nights like this I do feel like crawling into a corner and taking any mention away of the fact that I go there.

I wasn't around tonight while the conversation was actually going strong, so I didn't say anything during it... probably a good thing I wasn't around as I may have gone nuclear (though it's hard to decide when it's a good idea to step in and beg for mercy on behalf of my friends or when to just keep my mouth shut and hope they stop).

Anyway. I hope that it doesn't bother you too overly much, other than confusing you as to why people give a shit. I'm sort of confused about that as well, other than that you are a HORRIBLE JOURNALIST WHO HAD THE GALL TO BE CASUAL WITH BRADDERS OH NOOOOOOOOES (I'm actually quite surprised I took no shit for asking Cols his height, LOL)!

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Aw, I wasn't offended as much as I was vaguely appalled and thinking about how badly the sexual education system has failed. I think, honestly, people took the most offense to the fact that I've written fic about Bradley and Colin and here I was talking to Bradley asking questions about Colin, but it's not like I knew at the time I was writing fic that I was ever going to talk to them, and it's not like I was going to say no when my boss asked me if I wanted to and said he didn't care about fic. KIND OF TOO AWESOME AN OPPORTUNITY TO PASS UP.

Plus I spent a relentless five months dealing with the flakiness of the Merlin production team and Bradley and Colin's British agent's apparent inability to check her e-mail. I earned that interview through hard work and about ten almost-opportunities where I learned the interview was being re-scheduled TEN HOURS before it actually happened, while I was on vacation and had made ridiculous arrangements to make it possible to interrupt my vacation to do the interview, dammit.