Tuesday, April 20, 2004 A haiku about my day Zombie dreams all night No tix for sold out Coachella Scripts don't write themselves ::sigh:: Two hours of re-outlining and I still can't quite nail the problems with the po-mo rom-com. I'm closer, believe me, but there are so many goddamn snags. It yearns to be one thing. I want it to be something else entirely. This is what comes with trying to defy the romantic comedy genre -- while sticking to the romantic comedy formula. It's enough to break your brain. Plus, Coachella two-day passes and Saturday singles are both sold out and like an idiot I don't have my tickets yet. I can buy a single for Sunday and lounge around the hotel on Saturday, I can hit up scalpers... There are options. But this is still frustrating as all fuck. And I should probably make a decision soon. But I should also probably take a shower. That'd be a good thing. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.