When you notice someone you don’t want to bump into at the grocery store and you just try to ‘disappear’ between the aisles
Sherlock. Skyrim. And now cookies and dinner from my roomie!?
I am not used to this! The kindness! It hurts!
First: All the good news about Sherlock. And now my brother texted me: “Bought you Skyrim. Through Steam. As a gift.”
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And now he texted me again: “Promise me to play a lot of computer games.”
I BLOODY LOVE YOU, YOU STRANGE, RANDOM MAN. BEST BIG BROTHER EVER.
My answer: “Promise! Cross my heart, and all my respawns! I promise!”
Strange coincidence
On the RP yesterday I talked about pneumonia (it’s already on fybakerstreet), earlier today I answered an ask about Benedict’s pneumonia. And I have mentioned that I haven’t been all that well for the last week? Well. I went to the doctor’s office today. Guess what. Turns out I have pneumonia.
A photographer wanted me to do some modelling for her, and out of the blue she confessed that she’d started to watch “a series called Sherlock”.
I tried to remain calm as I asked her “And what do you think?”
She answered: “I loved it! And to be frank, it wasn’t exactly painful to look at the actor playing Sherlock. He’s really something.”
That was about when I lost it and started to squee and ramble, nearly attacking the poor photographer with my obsession.
I regret nothing!
Ever since I started Sherlock, I’ve been trying to deduce things about the people I see.
“That jogger…is a woman…who likes running…”
I do this ALL the time.
I do this alll the time, especially during school.
I try, but I am the most unobservant person in the world so naturally I suck at it.
My analysis tutor lives alone. Shaving foam under his ear and traces of where it’s happened before, and nobody at home to tell him. TRUE STORY. I was well chuffed with myself when I noticed that one!
