

New legs. Not special ones, just new ones that aren’t shit. Man that sounds like a downer. I’ll take a mechanical hand that doesn’t hurt when I forget to take breaks from drawing for 12 hours. And some ocular implant to tell me the name of that person who just waved at me and who clearly knows me.
I can think of other things that sound cool on paper but I’ve consumed enough media to know that they’re VERY bad ideas and not worth it.
I love how it’s apparently worse because she’s a “grandmother”.