Jun 09, 2005 01:42
Raaaaaaaawr.
Not a horribly bad 'rawr' but a semi-frustrated rawr.
All this time, I've been working on a script for a movie based on the entire American Idiot album. Now, I find out, someone's already gone to Green Day and asked them for the rights. Billie Joe wrote the basic plot, and handed it off to a screenwriter.
grrrrrrr. Now the thing that's been my timesuck has gone bye-bye. Dream=flushed down toilet next to kamikaze goldfish.
Meh. Maybe I can still make a cruddy film before I leave for college. Got the locations, part of the cast, soundtrack (heh), and perhaps sis can help with costuming.
I'm still getting a 'Whatsername' tattoo. Maybe right below the (planned) wings on my back.
Can't get any tattoos until I'm gone and in college. Gonna get Griever on my left arm, the Zanarkand symbol on my right, a feathered angel's and a black demon's wing on my back, stars around my right ankle, and vines around my left. If Thom and I are still together (or married) by then, I'm getting his name above the wings, right underneath my neck.
hey, cheddar Goldfish.
I miss Thom.