From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it made me realize how much I want to turn my torso and limbs into robot jaguars (lions are lame).
The AJJ song I wanna be your dog 2 but interpreting dog as Dog from Half-Life 2 (or anything else a brain could maybe be plugged into).
Meaning: the schizoid urge to have the option to donate my head/brain to cryonics testing as I see no other way for someone to get me out of here (and if it doesn't work it'd still be worth the gamble).