Because I can and because NaNo, research papers and newspaper nonsense has nearly crippled my ability to use words. I have to economize where I can. So here are some of my favorite Sherlock images:
Sherlock thinks... and absorbs nicotine.
That John sure has a great sweater collection.
The tension builds... and then...
Jeremy Brett!? No one invited you.
Why can't JB just be content with being second sexiest Sherlock Holmes? Benedict Cumberbatch is not amused.
Okay, that's out of my system. For now. I'm going to finish my apple and try to catch up on sleep, I'm at about 15,000 words. Rough seas ahead, I know this. Troilus and Cressida paper is proving to be troublesome as well. Ah, well, I'll get through. Probably.