hello
this is just a notice that i won’t be on here for a while
No. You’re not. I see. You’re not ordinary. No. You’re me. You’re me! Thank you, Sherlock Holmes. Thank you. Bless you.
You let me in. You wanted me, partner. So you think you can use your little tricks to banish me again, like that? No. I do believe I’ve got you, bunk buddy. Got my finger wiggling around in your brainpan.
To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen…. And yet there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory.
