I always wanted to be a pilot, but things never worked out. It's okay. It's used to drive me crazy, but I'm over it. There were a lot of strikes against me from the get-go. Like the not-having-thumbs thing. And the being stuffed thing… I just couldn't get the solo flight hours I needed to get my license. But way in the back of my mind I can't help but think, "It's because I'm a pig, isn't it?" But you just have to let those things go and move on with your life.