January 27th, 2006



I have both our brains in my pocket, safeguarding hers from the rogue vacuum cleaners that roam the flat during the daylight hours. I didn't think it'd be a problem. Of course, I never think these things through. I should have taken the easy way out and shot the household robotics when I had the chance, before the electroweb gun got 0wned by a random autonomous advertisment. Either that, or I could have paranoia-guarded my radio-hearing. My mistake, really. But I can hear her brain and mine chirping in Bluetooth. I can't translate it, though I know they're both conspiring against us.

Our enhanced minds have outgrown their biology.
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