I CAN'T, okay?

Oh my GOD, Benedict Cumberbatch is at this very moment hanging out in a Hooters with Zachary Quinto and Simon Pegg (photo/evidence here), and seriously? I CAN'T, OKAY?

HOW am I expected to function now, knowing that they're all hanging out like besties, watching sports and drinking beer in a fucking Hooters, of all places?

I CAN'T, YOU GAIZ.

Oh my GOD.

*flails*

Oh, the things I want to write!

One of the lovely things about getting excited about a new fandom is the sheer amount of fic ideas that pop up. It's almost overwhelming how much I want to write, and there isn't enough time in the day, OMG. But finals are this week, so maybe I'll be able to do a bit more soon. :-D

In addition to apparently rewriting "A Cure for Boredom" from Sherlock's POV (I'm not quirte sure how that happened, but hey), thinking about the sequels for that fic, plotting out and working on drinkingcocoa's John/Sherlock/Lestrade fic, playing around with a Cabin Pressure ficlet idea, and being tempted by all sorts of little porny fic bunnies, I now suddenly am desperate to write an HP-verse AU with John and Sherlock as students at Hogwarts. (This may have had something to do with it...)

RL, why do you take up so much of my valuable time???