New Year Plan

1. Kick next-door neighbour's cat and hope to GOD it gets hit by a firework.
2. Go back to the pool to see if Sherlock's been there since 2010. If he's there, I'll continue where I left off.
3. Post a picture of Sherlock "undressing" John. Shhh. I've took a photo of Sherlock taking John's coat off a few years ago.
4. Mysteriously vanish and re-appear in front of you, giving you a sexy grin.
5. If the cat didn't get hit by a firework, I'll kick it again and again and again...until it eventually does get hit by a firework (HA! You can't escape death whenever Moriarty's around).
6. Watch the news and shout at the TV saying, "Go die, low life!". I'm an aggressive man. 12 years, 4 physiatrist later, still an aggressive man. 
7. Slap my mother for interrupting my verbal aggression towards the tv woman. NEVER. I repeat, NEVER interupt Moriarty when that clock turns 12 (on New Year's night)! You'll be sorry.
8. Laugh at how pathetic human beings are. Except for me and Sherlock, of course. We are in love!
9. Dump Molly (again) because all she ever does is "Ohhhh I love you Jimmy Wimmy". My name's Jim. Idiot.
10. Fall asleep with a grin on my face, cuddling up to John (if he ever makes it alive).




What a boring day I have planned.

Jim's Little Riddle.

This is Jim. Yes. The one and only Jim Moriarty. Call me Moriarty. You are so not good enough to call me Jim. Anyway, let's cut to the chase. I have a little riddle for you. Hope you like it:

Sundays are boring,
Shoppers are hunting,
At 17:04,
London's heart goes BOOM!

Have fun solving it! 

JM