Boy, it’s been a busy wordy week. I’ve spent my days doing my usual copywriting for my dotcom employer, then I’ve been coming home to work on copy for the Junior Police Academy (yes, me! Writing about bomb squads and the DEA!) while Andreas works on some freelance writing work at his desk.

During my down time, I blog, squeezing a few more words out of my strangely always word-saturated brain.

Tonight, Andreas and I celebrated a break from our moonlighting freelance word work, and went to go see a movie. About words. It was called Spellbound and I recommend it highly.

It’s ironic that, with so many underemployed former-English majors out there, a sociology major is spending 75 hours a week doing nothing but molest words. What does it mean?