I love when time - usually at least a period of years - gives someone a rather "awesome" appearance. "Awesome" in the sense of "out of all proportion." It's not just schadenfreude, but sexually exciting in one of the most perverse ways.

Like when I tracked down Samantha Epstein five years after High School. She was waitressing at an Italian restaurant. She had gained weight (which is not a bad thing) but her body was freakishly out of proportion. Her face was greasy. A gelationous deposit nested in her chin.

Awesome. What a word. Like when the Marquis de Sade used it to describe the ass of a depraved old bag who enjoyed shitting in men's mouths.