… Actually have to crawl out of bed put on underwear and walk the 10 steps to my computer to check my fantasy football on Sunday mornings.
Oh Android-phone I love you so much. 
I can’t believe I used to
…have sex on a regular basis. It’s all just a distant memory now…
On a similar note.
I can’t believe I used to…
Wake up in the morning and not…
Check personal email. Check work email. Watch youtube. browse icanhascheezburger.com. Browse news.bbc.co.uk. Check facebook.
Oh ipod. I dislike your creators but you’re kind of indispensable.
… put up with those pompous, boring old men.
I used to drink to very late and still get up early in the morning - nearly every night.
Now I can’t even drink until late. (although I do get up early in the morning.)
I can’t believe I used to…
…bitch and moan about paying $1 for a gallon of gas. Now I’m happy when I see it go to $2.50/gallon.
…think my best friend wasn’t girl friend material. Now I want to marry her.
…believe in most conspiracy theories. It took 9/11 and reading posts on here to make me realize just how naive I was being.
…hate working. Now that jobs are few and far between, I’d kill for steady work again.
…used to weigh 347lbs. Never again.
. . . wear size 29 pants and size S shirt.
. . . fit all of my belongings, including 2 cats, in a tiny NYC studio apartment.
. . . work midnight-8am, doing meaningless work, jeopardizing my health and making money for a boss I despised.
. . . get seriously worried because my weight reached 200 (it’s higher now).
. . . take pics when I travel, then when I got home, take up to 50 rolls of film to the photo place, pick up slides, go through them with a loupe and a light table, separate out the best and scan them into Photoshop, then adjust the focus, color, contrast, special effects, etc., etc., etc. . . . .
. . . go out in search of “Mr. Right,” instead of staying home and being with him. 
Wear condoms.
Unfortunatly, I still do pretty much everything that would qualify to answer this query. 
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…wear garbage (shirts with holes in them, jeans patched to high heaven, a necklace where i strung old bread tags on a chain)
…actually plan parties (just inviting people over to my house with a ‘bring your favorite movie’ is much more fun)
…hate Indian food (mm today’s buffet lunch)
Why did you have to put on underwear to check your fantasy football? Was that some kind of league etiquette or something?
Most of my fantasy activities are done with underwear off 
…never floss.
…never cook.
…have a dishwasher :smack:
wear nylons every day, even in the broiling heat. Thank God dress codes have relaxed!
Why would you bother putting on your underwear? And anyway, wearing underwear before bathing is gross.
I can’t believe I used to watch TV only at the fixed time of when it was broadcast locally.
We have moved so far beyond those dark times.