[Henry Limpet] I wish I was a fish [/Henry Limpet].
I wish I could make it better.
I wish I had more time to make it better.
Eli
I wish I could play the piano like a combination of Bruce Hornsby, Billy Joel, Elton John, and Mike Jones.
Flawlessly, and with unbridled passion.
I wish diligence really was rewarded by getting what (or sometimes who) I want.
“I wish I had been born a bird instead…I wish we had all been born birds instead”
Sorry, couldn’t resist 
I wish I was a bestselling author, and that my hot wife didn’t smoke. Cigarette smoke gives me a headache.
Actually, I’ve got all that, aside from the “bestselling” part, so I guess that’s the wish.
Lately? I wish I had more self-control. Oy vey.
I wish I won $100 million (after taxes) from the lotto. I don’t necessarily want to be rich to buy all kinds of do-dads I just want to be stress free. By that I mean not have to worry about bills or a job. I could work in a comic book shop if I wanted to, which I do. If I did win I would buy a comic shop and just hang out all day.
I wish I could find true love, or, failing that, hot sex.
I wish I had a new computer.
I wish I could my be rich and support certain family members, pay off my college debt, buy a house, etc…
(A liberal arts degree is just a fancy way of saying “Would you like fries with that?” :p)
I also wish my brother was smart enough to have stayed in college, instead of being too lazy, cancelling his scholarship, and deciding to go active in the National Guard. His unit gets shipped to Kuwait in October for training, then it’s off to Iraq. 
Genie in the Bottle: Done! Wish granted! Your birthday won’t come up!
(See what you made me do!)
I don’t know which birthday is coming up, but I do know that my 25th and my 40th were a lot harder for me than my 50th and my 60th. So far, so good! My fifties were fabulous! For some reason, being thirty-seven was a real hurdle.
Celebrate them all, Sweetie!
I wish that I could go back to January 2006, knowing what I know now, and relive my life without making the mistakes that I’ve made since then.
I wish I could go back to about the age of 14 and do the same.
I wish I could be a mom.
Failing that, I wish I could stop wishing for it.
I wish I had a pony. I would call her Princess and feed her every day.