Remember how funny I found Alvin Broyle's movies up until I had that second Combinatorics Neuromod installed? Now they can't even elicit a chuckle. I'm not imagining this am I? I did enjoy them, right? Hayley isn't happy about it. Ever since, she's scrutinized my every move: How much hot sauce I use, where I put my shoes before bed - shit - even my handwriting. You'd say you're still the same person you were before your mods went in, wouldn't you?