One time, long ago (junior year of college) I wrote a (terrible) screenplay. I’ve been really wanting to write another screenplay for a while now, until I remember just how much work went into writing my first. It would be easy to just sit and write, except that it’s not. You need to have scenes laid out (treatment…mine was about 35 pages long, single spaced), characters shaped (arc), an assortment of other short bits, and then the screenplay itself. 1 page of text is equal to one-minute of film. So you’re looking at about 90 pages of writing there. It’s the kind of thing that is perfect for a college student with a day off from work whose classes end at noon. Not quite the kind of perfection for a 25 year old with a real job, who doesn’t get home until 6:30, then cooks dinner, or cleans, or does laundries, and also really enjoys sports, while also living with their significant other (Hi Amanda!). So, somewhere in my brain sits a hard drive with ideas for screenplays in it. And every so often, I accidentally erase an idea from that hard drive and eventually replace it with a new one. It’s almost cyclical.

I really enjoy sitting at my desk and rocking out briefly. It usually only lasts for a few seconds of the chorus of some wondrous pop-punk song, but it always brings a smile to my face. I tend to not listen to music at my desk because listening to music, for me, lends itself to dance, facial expressions, and occasional lip syncing. I save that for the train. But at my desk, I’m sort of out in the open. My cubicle is not entirely enclosed, so moments where it’s okay to start nodding my head, tapping my feet, and bouncing in my chair are strictly limited to when no one is around, which isn’t all that often. But when it happens, as it did today, I really try to make the most of it.

Speaking of my desk, one of my coworkers said the other day that it looks like a grandmother’s attic. On the shelf above my cube, I have: Two long, green plants, a lamp that isn’t plugged in, an empty shopping bag, three serving trays, and a bottle to water plants with.

I’m not sure when, but I will have a NFL mock draft before April. I’ve really been looking forward to doing that. Also, I’m predicting the Colts to beat the Saints 35-24 in Super Bowl Whatever Number This Is.