My perfect life? Hmm, although world peach sounds mighty tempting, I think I'll go with something less fruit-y.
My perfect life is one where I can go about my life successfuly, one where the machinations of my fantasies are a reality. I have my idyllic home, small, enough for me, perhaps one more, plus a servant (perhaps a butler, or housekeeper). Designed perhaps minimally, save for a studio for my eccentricities to come alive. I'd keep myself far from society as a rule, but offer my company and roof to all others on the fringe, should it be desired. My compound would be beautiful and secure, as I worked eacefully towards my goals of effectual immortality.
I'd live a life full of pleasure, but mostly pain.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.