Past centuries had some OK looking dudes though.Being born in this era. To think some people where born and dead a few years ago without color TV's, video games and the Internet.
Women are also prettier than ever.
It's like squishing your fingers around in raw chicken parts, except your fingers are your penor and the chicken parts are somebody's insides.I can't wait to have sex for the first time.
Coming to terms with my depression and finally accepting a few physical defects in my body and how it effects my chances of being with someone.
Once I got that out of the way my work productivity doubled. Granted it's a lonely life but I live comfortably so I've got nothing to complain about.
1) I became a bit famous on the internet for Prince of Persia and running the largest Prince of Persia fan site out there for a good 10 years or so. I was even hosted by IGN/Gamespy. Good times.
2) Meeting and Interviewing the great guys up in Ubi Montreal back in PS2/Xbox/GC days. I've become great friends some of them up there. Also going to E3 2005 was fun and bringing my best friend along made the trip a blast.
3) Meeting Jordan Mechner and him signing two of my Prince of Persia graphic novels. I gave one copy to my professor who was a great Prince of Persia fan.
4) I am glad that my parents are still alive... My Mother has went through breast cancer, broken wrist, diverticulitis with removal of the gall bladder and part of sigmodial colon...
5) I am thankful for passing my PhD Quals, it was two days of hell and back. Plus I got a flat tire on my first day (got home around midnight) and was half a sleep the second day trying to answer questions in the morning.
Day 1 was from 9 am to 9 pm in night
Day 2 was 9 am to 4.30 pm in evening.
I will always remember those days.
PS: I almost got lost in Niagara falls and luckily my parents found me when I was 5 years old...
I can't wait to have sex for the first time.
Lame answer, but true.
Being falsely diagnosed with cancer when I was 7. I grew up in Central Siberia and when the doctors thought I had lymphoma, I moved to England to live with my great aunt to have it removed. It ended up being a benign tumor, but I stayed in England for five years, receiving annual checkups just to make sure. At the end of the five years, I was supposed to move back to Siberia, but, coincidentally, my great aunt (bless her) was diagnosed with lung cancer, and her daughter, who had been living in the U.S. for over a decade at that point, moved both of us to live with her on the West Coast.
Had the doctors in Siberia not borked my diagnosis, I'd probably still be living there; likely working in a mine or some other industrial job, chain-smoking and drinking my way to an early death. Instead, I live in the DC area, work in IT for a Fortune 150 company making six figures, traveling, and having a pretty awesome and stress-free life in general.
So, essentially, benign and malignant tumors were responsible for my good fortune.