The idea that I don't have an organic brain
but a processor made up of electronic and mechanical
components that operate and maintain my robot body is
one of the most fascinating sensations that my fleshy
mind has ever created. I want the smooth motion of
machined mechanical parts to replace the twitchy shaky
motion of fleshy biomass. I want the gurgles and farts
to be replaced with beeps and hisses.
This page will document my experience with my robogender identity