I've always wanted to be a nerd

I have this picture of myself, sitting infront of a computer covered in trash and toys. Coffee cups and ashtrays everywhere. I haven't seen the light of day in weeks. I pull at my hair and make clucking noises. Perhaps I am playing some music in the background. My clothes are days old. Pants, blue button down shirt covered with ink and coffee stains. Some sort of odd brightly colored accesory. Pens in the pocket. I pull at my lip.
There has always been something very romantic to me about the nerd. Someone who is just exceedingly passionate about what they are doing, and they do it all the time. To be walking around all the time with these thoughts going on in the back of the head, then burst out and say Eureka!
My daddy is the perfect nerd.
There will be a picture coming soon.