If 'the end of the world' were nigh, as the saying goes, say seven days before a devastating meteor strike, what would you do?
Eat lots and lots of pizza and ice cream, have some good sex, and talk and try to have some laughs with friends and family. Wouldn't want to leave without dropping in here either. And tell a lot of people I love them.
Have sex with gorgeous men. Eat junk food. Shave my head. Speak my mind. Wear what I like and plan a more civilised death, to avoid burning alive from the meteor strike.
I'd chill out and listen to this and think about how sad it is that Elvis Costello just acknowledged he has cancer and is canceling his concert dates for the foreseeable future.
Stock up on the essentials. Booze, weed, matches... you know.
Sounds a lot like my everyday except that I would have to deal with all the idiots running around like chickens with their heads cut off because their routine had been disrupted. Otherwise it would be same old, same old although I would take some precautions in the event of our survival because I'm a crazy optimist that way. lol
Love it!
That's funny, @Surfpirate, I think I'd do it because I'm a crazy pessimist (okay, maybe a crazy realist) and I can imagine thinking, "Oh, sure, a blew all my assets and now we're not gonna die!"
@Lauren You'd definitely have historic precedent on your side if it all turned out to be a hoax instead of the end of the world as we know it, I feel fine.
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@Surfpirate Wow, it's even more impressive with them written in a list like that! People are scary, aren't they?
@Lauren As thick as two short planks, most of them anyways.
Call everyone I've ever loved and remind them of that fact. Call everyone who's ever been kind to me and thank them again. Eat lobster/drink champagne every day for breakfast. Spend a lot of time cuddling.....
Wow, that's good! I'm going to remember this one just in case.
@Lauren I hope that's YEARS from now, Lauren! DECADES, really!
Have a party - weed and alcohol with the love of my life.