Andromeda Is So Hard

I watched Pretty Woman last night. I identified with both main characters, the Julia Roberts one because she tries to fit in so earnestly but ends up looking so clumsy, and with Gere’s since he’s so patronising. I was writing lyrics simultaneously, partly about why I felt such empathy with a hooker anyway. Then she fell in love with him and kissed him on the lips, and i’m like ‘Yeah, That would be something’ and felt morose.  Thought I could do something worthwhile so I went to the bathroom to shift some dirt.  When I came back she is about to leave his life and the Manager says to him “It must be difficult to let go of something so beautiful.”  This echoed my thoughts in the bathroom only moments before. To sum up, as I begin to sound like Sam from The Midnight Caller, I think if it’s every woman’s dream to be a high class call girl, then it’s every man’s dream to receive a round of applause and a large wedge of cash after sleeping with her. Nice!    R x

Author: Roger Francis AKA Android

Musician, Artist, Writer. Telepath. Psychic. Schizophrenic. Auteur. Cat Lover. Cheap, Seedy Quality. Undiagnosed For The Truest State. Happy. Free. Poor. Weird. Eccentric. Single. R. That’s R Hippy, in a PICU

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