2001-07-27 & 2:56 p.m. : the william gibson improvement plan

i told her that as soon as they start offering neuromancer-type biological advancements that i will be the first to sign up. i cannot WAIT for the barcode tattoo across the back of the wrist and the dark glasses that are sealed onto my face, with a computer screen giving me my vitals throughout the day, and the option for nightvision.

"i want a mechanical soul", she said. "any time i feel a little eem, i shall tinker around and add a little oil,"

"fixed!"

she quiets me with her brilliance, friends.