It was at that point when I was listening I started keyboard mashing frantically into my gchat window with ella_bane "I THINK WE HAVE PROOF THAT BRADLEY JAMES READS MY LIVEJOURNAL. I AM PRETTY SURE I WROTE THAT. HAVEN'T I WRITTEN THIS TO YOU BEFORE?!?!!?" And then the Arthur/Lancelot stuff! WTF BRADLEY JAMES, STOP TRYING TO PRETEND YOU DON'T WRITE FANFICTION.

My gerbils are good! Gus is being a tool, though, he keeps hoarding all the food and yanking it out of Charlie's mouth and then just... standing on it. Pondering. Like "Yeeees, I have gotten all the food. Now what to do with the spoils of war" and Charlie's like "....wtf I am hungry."