Jayne Thomas [Sherlock Holmes]

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, Spinelli would you mind taking me?

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He's leaving. Because I told him that he should go to Haiti and help out the children. Well okay, it's a good cause and it's good that he's going but.. he's leaving. And not coming back for.. however long. And I shouldn't be upset that he didn't even ask me to come along, or see if I wanted to. Though I guess I don't blame him for wanting to be by himself and not take me with him. It's a wonder he can stand to be in the same room as me anymore. All we do is argue and fight. And I have to act like I'm not worried, and not upset that he's going without me.

My luck, he'll come back married or something. I've already seen him getting things all ready. I pretend to be nice and point out things that I noticed he hasn't packed. I go to the store for him and buy him things that I think of that he'll might need.

Okay, so I'm really worried in a general sort of way. What if something happens to him? I don't think I can bear the thought of that. But I'm keeping my mouth shut. As usual.

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There's something wrong with the cable box. I think it's broke. Okay, so it's broke now that I threw it across the room.

I'll just buy another one.

Things are winding down for me in the year, and I've done some reflecting. I know that I can be a bit demanding. There are some habits of mine that are getting worse. I've taken up smoking. I never used to smoke, but the way a pipe smells lures it out of me. And I bought a violin, practically without knowing it. I vaguely remember going in and buying it, but I've just sat there and looked at it. I don't know how to play to save my life.

I used to be organized, and now my rooms are full of clutter. I've locked myself into my room for days on end when I don't have patients. I feel the explicable need to help people out, and I can no longer read any mystery novel or see any mystery movie because I already know how it's going to end.

But so while things are changing, some things inevitably remain the same.

You're all so very telling. The things I could guess about you, might keep me entertained for days.

Today I met with a dominatrix. Or rather, she came in to see me. She had some issues to work out. I can't go into all of that, of course but I can say that the whole idea kind of intrigues me. Up until now, I never really thought about S&M in any kind of fashion, and besides the odd encounter I've had where I've been the top or bottom, I haven't dabbled much in it at all. But now I suddenly have this .. desire to find one. See what it's all about. For curiosity's sake, and so that I can more adequately help my client. It's kind of a shame that asking my current client to help me out would be a breach of ethics, or else I'd just ask her.

Other than that, things have been pretty quiet down here in Miami, which is something all right. Anyone actually out there reading this thing?

I'll tell you a secret about the man living inside my head. He really really hates my job. And I think he hates me a bit. But he thinks that I'm brilliant, and he hates that the most.

It seems rather quite around here. But it's my birthday, and it probably means I'm going to be sitting inside and watching ... well, damn. Nothing at all since nothing's on Thursday's anymore. Guess I'll have to go see that movie instead.

I hate birthday's alone.

You know, I've been looking around a bit and it seems to me that this place is rather quiet. I mean, I've seen some people update about children or what have you but I haven't heard any of the juicy stuff.

So let's play a little game shall we? I want you to confess a deep dark secret. Don't worry, I won't tell. I'll screen all the comments and even let you make some anonymously. Go ahead, I won't bite. Promise.