Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock
John Watson
Adline Left today, both Sherlock and I went to see her off on the train at 12, then Sherlock disappeared off somewhere. He wasn't very chatty today so I decided not to ask, either why he was quiet yesterday, or today.
Mrs Hudson came to me, after Adline had left and informed me that she couldn't find any flats that Adline could have for University, but however Mrs Hudson suggested something even better. You will never ever guess what she suggested, never... Guess!
Mrs Hudson said that Adline could stay here! With US, Sherlock and I. We will have to get her a proper bed, instead I the blow up mattress she was sleeping on before, but I get to life with my best friend, just as we had planned together when we were younger. If I were a girl I would be squealing.
Sherlock has been up too something today. When Sherlock came back, about half 1 he was very quiet, and was mumbling to himself, then at 5 a police man turned up at the house. Sherlock will be Sherlock as for some reason he had already guessed the reason for a police man turning up at his door step. Sherlock took me with him. The full details would be discussed else where, but it was simply a murder.
Finally I have found out Sherlock's job. He has created it for himself, the only consulting detective in the world. To be honest if he is the only one the job doesn't actually exist, however it would I seem I could be proven wrong by the fact that the police are consulting him.
What a strange strange world.
Adline will be reappearing on the 21st, with all of her university things. I have promised to take her out shopping for books or other things she needs for he course before she starts; save her parents from having to come down so far.
Buying things, having just got a bank statement through the post I realise one...I didn't change my address for my bank, and two I really need a job. Or I could always take up the offer of...
Job searching time.
It feels terrible sat in the flat doing nothing, what happened to action and drama. Sherlock happened to drama, there was a police raid on the house, looking for drugs. Sherlock is crazy, and now I remember why I was apprehensive about moving in with this mad man.
But it is so fun, you can never guess what will happen next, keeps to on your toes, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
My friend misses me already, and I have a crazy feeling my friend misses Sherlock.
Crazy thought...very unlikely. Sherlock doesn't have much in the way of emotion.
Sorry a very short blog today, I haven't felt the need to divulge every detail of today, only to give a rough over view of the day
Rose: my friend is going to stay
Thorn: I have no money, and there are some strange happenings going down at 221b
Until tomorrow blogosphere
John Watson, sighing off.