In my spare time, a personal animation project led me to learn several other skills, like music composition, drawing, and 3D modeling. All that effort for a rather silly animation.
And yet I'm proud.
Because when you work hard on something, you become proud of it.
Life is an adventure, but I can't read the map. I think it's in some foreign language or something... and what the heck are these symbols? Is that one a tree with a spork? Where am I going to see a spork tree? Oh well... onwards!
Also, I can remember, like, a bunch of digits of pi, so, I guess that's something...
You never know, it could come in handy! Like, if there's a ticking bomb, and the code to disarm it is the first 40 digits of pi, then here I come to save the day!
I also once got an Italian astronaut to quote James Bond. I'm pretty proud of that.
TV shows: Doctor Who, Community, Firefly, & others.
Six seasons and a movie!
Food: Anything. Especially if I can figure out how to cook it. But I really love Indian food.
I was ecstatic when I found out I could just make tikka masala with ordinary ingredients (although I usually go for healthier ingredients than what most recipes call for).
A new recipe feels like a science experiment, and I'm the mad scientist, scheming over my goat cheese alfredo. "Soon the world shall be mine! Muahahaha!"
4) MORE CAFFEINE!
5) OH GOD MY EYES ARE BLEEDING
6) I can see through time!
Okay, so here's a somewhat less stupid list:
New things — If the universe ever ran out of things to teach me, I'd probably get bored pretty quick.
The Internet — My career basically depends on it. Also, if Wikipedia ever goes away I might discover just how bad my memory really is.
My smartphone — I cherish it more than than my own lungs. Which is probably why I haven't passcode-protected my lungs yet.
Wilson the volleyball — He kept me sane when I was trapped on that island. I think… or maybe I just fell asleep watching Cast Away. Oh well, it was easier than the time I blew up the Death Star.
The ability to finish this list later —
I also started watching an online series following World War I as it happened a century ago. It's actually fascinating! So if you've read the book, no spoilers! I'm betting those Austro-Hungarians can really turn this war around.
Also, when I was fitted for running shoes, I was nonchalantly told that one of my feet is slightly longer than the other. So I guess now I have to be self-conscious about that for the rest of my life.