Okay, I was in the upper bounds of EVERY single demographic with the exception of calm, and that raised as I lived longer. As a child, I was rather responsible. I got in trouble some, but sucked up enough to get away with it.

I was overly attractive, and people referred to me as 'the bod.' In other words, any date went off well. I found a high school sweetheart, we dated for a long time, got engaged while I was at college, and eventually married. I also made a nacho dip which I sold for half a million dollars, so I was set for life

College went well, and I resisted many MANY temptations in college, until a classmate asked me to paint her room with her, and we ended up cleaning off together in the shower. *cough* Immediate divorce

So, I focused on work, was extremely successful, hired a sexy intern who I had an affair with, and went about my life. Suddenly, a girl who had modeled for Genthouse took a fancy to me and after two dates wanted to get married. We did, and had a lovely girl who ended up dating a guy with a nose ring. I retired, had three cars and a boat, and died at the ripe age of over 65 (as I was the star of a seniors baseball team ) of complications during double bypass surgery.

Now for ALL the work I need to get done o.O