Aging because of what the other guy said. I'm not so much scared of Death, as much as I'm scared of not living. There's a bit of a difference, see if you can spot it.
Maybe that's something that makes me not care all that much about when, than how I would die. I have lived, and quite well for what it's worth; and being able to have enough foresight to be able to move on to freelancing (and make something off it at my own pace) has given me more opportunities to live actually is a nice feeling to have.
Also willingly believing in the 2012 Apocalypse gives me more reason to not give a crap about dying, as well as everything else in my present life, and use it as a sort of benchmark point for, if/when it doesn't happen, I can actually focus on acting more like an adult (meaning actually committing myself more to going out and socializing, and work towards finding someone to settle down with; or at least to start my own branch of the family tree). Then again, I've broken so many of my own barriers, I don't see myself being a completely mature adult anytime soon. I guess I'm too much of a fun guy.
While on that note, and the pending Apocalypse, I figure what better way to sum the year up, along with this post, than to actually commit to throwing a 12/21/12 Apocalypse Party? I'm already making plans for it throughout the year; first thing being accumulating enough funding to throw it (aiming for a block party, but a house party is good too), and then getting everyone to plan around being around for it, and of course, getting everything in the works.