Tumblr has turned me into a twisted version of Sherlock.
- Food is optional.
- Sleep? What sleep?
- I am consumed with my need for new information.
- I have to analyze and pick apart said new information until I know every detail.
- I can spend hours without talking to anyone.
- I don’t notice when people leave the room
My brother analysing the preview:
- Bro: He's finally over Sherlock, finally on a date with a woman; then Sherlock comes back.