Hello fellow constants/judges/readers!
This (as instructed) is written as a blog entry by one John H. Watson.
I had a horribly hard time writing this so I hope you enjoy it *nervous laugh* I have never written a blog post in my life so this is a first.
Also Mr. Ross is played by Iain Glen. Hope you enjoy thank you to all!!
______xoxo -LG_____
~Smoke and Mirrors July 18 2013~ Personal Blog of Dr. John H. Watson
Sorry I haven’t been able to post much of late Sherlock’s in a bad mood and someone has to keep him from burning down the building.
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Now if any of you have ever had the "Pleasure" of working with a sleep deprived self-important sociopath who is so bored he has to take out his anger with the wall...then I pity you, because I know what that’s like, Sherlock Holmes is the most self-centered arrogant...you know what never mind I have to stop ranting now or you’ll never hear the end of it!
Anyway, ▓▓▓▓▓ has been texting me non-stop for the past week about a new web-site that went up not too long ago that write reviews for this web-site (Really?! You couldn’t find anything better to do…Really!) I told Sherlock and he didn’t even respond, I got pissed and stormed out of the flat to meet ▓▓▓ for dinner at a quaint little bistro down in ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
I guess Sherlock finally noticed I left because he wouldn’t stop texting me, I ignored him and stayed over-night at ▓▓▓. When I got home the next day, I don’t think I have ever seen the flat in a worse state (this includes the time I came home and there where bullets in the wall) Sherlock had managed to blown up the kitchen, set the curtains on fire and had spray-painted a yellow smiley face on the coffee table with bullet holes shot threw it! When I asked him what had happened he said “Well no-one was home to entertain me!” (As if it was my fault!) I have never felt more like putting a bullet threw that man’s skull. Thankfully DI ▓▓▓▓▓▓ from Scotland Yard came just in time to stop me doing anything I may come regret (though I’m not sure I would) He announced that a body had been found in a where-house not far from ▓▓▓▓ and eagerly I was dragged out of (what remained) of our flat, to the scene of a murder by and over-exited sociopath.
Now to this day this murder is still one of the most sickening things I have ever seen (Hell it made Sherlock bloody Holmes turn green) It was the body of a young women Sophia Drew, her body had been torn to shreds and her eyes had been ripped out of her skull and forced down her throat, After examining the victim Sherlock took off to the library leaving me at the crime scene with none other than Anderson (you can imagine my delight!) I won’t say much more than the fact he ended up leaving in an ambulance, and I was escorted off the premises by ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓.
I returned to the flat to find Sherlock surrounded by a (for lake of a better word) a nest of books, he wouldn’t speak to me (no doubt he was thinking) so I went out to dinner with a couple friends.
I walked in the sitting room the next morning to find Sherlock scribbling furiously on one of the library books, when I asked what the hell he thought he was doing he told me he was ‘Fixing’ the books. I’m not sure what might have happened if DI ▓▓▓▓▓▓ hadn’t walked in (this man has unusually great timing!)
Anyway he came to inform us there had been another murder just like the last; naturally we hurried down to the scene. The murder was almost identical to Sophia Drew’s. Only this time it was the body of a man (his family has asked that I not release his name for personal reasons so I will not be adding that in)
