It did. Honestly, I haven't spent so much time just reading (great, wonderful) fanfiction and looking at pretty pictures and just being stupidly captivated in years.
I've even set myself the task to read every Holmes story I own and then some I borrowed from friends, despite the horrid translations that always put me off, so as not to be so clueless at references people make in their writing. Not to mention the 63524763 hours spent on marvelling at Mr Cumberbatch. Obsessed, I tell you.
I finished reading that fantastic series by
wordstrings this afternoon, and then went on reading A Study in Scarlet while mum used the computer. Tonight I managed to watch an entire film (August Rush) without dropping the remote and coming back to the computer. And now, after I post this, I'll watch another episode of The Last Enemy, to enjoy some frantic paranoia before bed.
All this when I have so much to do, and the Trip to Chile just around the corner >.< *frets* I'm addicted, haaaalp D8