My super awesome friends picked up this weeks comics for me & brought them to the hospital today so I have a chance to read Ms Marvel #1 before they inject my brain with radioactive shit tomorrow - pretty sure once I Hulk out my giant hands are going to have trouble turning the pages.
In other news, being a cyborg is NOT as much fun as they make it out to be. Sure, SOMETIMES you get to watch them use the silver suitcase full of flashing lights to reprogram the thing in your head & SOMETIMES you get scanned by a giant Cylon but if tomorrow’s radioactive-stuff-in-my-brain test doesn’t go well I’m up for my third brain surgery in 18 months. Brain surgery REALLY messes with the care & keeping of my Alternative Lifestyle Haircut.
Can’t a lesbian cyborg just live a quiet life in the suburbs with her magical girlfriend & their unicorns?!