Apparently so.
I've been writing like crazy for the past two days because my parents landed yesterday. I'm on page 80, and prom is in progress. Kaufhold, if you're reading this, I am so sorry for the melodramatic shit-storm you'll be reading soon. I wrote this scene, and it was like one of Darren Aronofsky's meth commercials without the meth.
Buh. I don't know why anyone thinks I can be funny/write comedy. Comedy is fucking hard. It's way easier to make something dramatic/borderline realistic than make it funny.
SUMMARY: First world writer problems. I'll stop whining now. It's not really that bad, I'm just frustrated :)
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