you have 24 hours left to live

"I guess I'd row on out into the middle of a lake, bring along a bottle of tequila, my sax and some Bach."

Appreciate my last sunset.
Eat some of my favorite foods.
Read good literature.
Watch a great movie.
Call some of my favorite people.
Take the same people on a traveling adventure to somewhere I've never been.
Write down some of the most important lessons I've learned.
Maintain the best and most peaceful attitude I can.

Eat sushi. Listen to music. Sow my seed. Go fight a bear.

I wouldn't be making phone calls 'cause I know I'd be bringing everyone down. I'd spend most of the day writing a letter to everyone and making sure everyone gets it.

Then I'd drink myself into darkness.

Hey - it's your grim fucking topic, not mine.

can we make it amelie?

i'd make a video of who i am and my interest etc. i'd also put on it what i think of everyone who means something to me. and then i'd make a special video for my daughter for when she grows up she can see and hear what i was like.
also i'd tell October that she is amazingly beautiful. (sorry, couldn't help but put that in)

October I would sit at your side. I would tell you about everything I have done in my life. I would tell you of the impact you've had on how I feel now.

I would confess my deepest sins and remember all the happy times in my life.
I would show you pictures of me when I was young and handsome and full of life.

I would tell you everything that is anything of what i know.

I would want only to hold your hand and look into your eyes. I would say nothing and everything all at the same time.

I would sit and listen to you breathe. I would make you some lunch and clean up afterwards. I'd buy you chocolates and nice things to leave you with.

and I'd ask you to leave just before I passed on.

eat some buiscuits
fart about a bit
try to see if i an get with any of the many girls i whould have like to try it with, but i'd obviosly fail
strut about nude justr cos i could
eat lots of funky things
piss of as many peaplo as poss
do as much of the stuf i want to

Pure logistics would prevent me from being with everyone I'd want to be with, and I couldn't stand to choose anyone person over another, so I'd spend the day with only Bruno the Dog for company. I'd write something for everyone that means something to me, as well as specific funeral instructins, then watch my favorite movies and eat my favorite meals. I may read a little or maybe draw while listening to some music. Then I'd go to bed.

I have something like 7500$ in savings account. Who wants to fly here and fuck?

Seriously though, I would do all the stuff I haven't done. Like certain drugs (very late in the day, don't want to risk the other stuff), kiss girls I've always wanted to kiss, grab a few asses (I want to know what it feels like to grab a strangers ass. No bikers though) go tell some of my high school teachers that they suck a caribou's ass, buy expensive champagne and cognac just to see if they taste like they cost, uh...

I was really pondering how to end my day, but since the following song popped up on my playlist I'll say that I'm taking my old crappy automobile, blast this song on full volume, be on dope and run off some high cliff (find me one in Finland) into the sea. I want to fly at least once in my life.

Stairway to the Stars
by Richard Meltzer, Albert Bouchard and Donald Roeser
©1972 Blue Öyster Cult Songs, Inc.

You can have my autograph
I think I’ll sign it ‘love to you’
Should I sign it just for you?

Stairway to the stars
Think I’ll write ‘good health to you’
Stairway to the stars
We got better things to do

You can drive my motorcar
It’s insured to thirty thou
Kill them all if you wish

Stairway to the stars
Think I’ll write ‘good health to you’
Stairway to the stars
We got better things to do

Mow ’em down now!

You can have my autograph
I think I’ll sign it ‘good health to you’
Upon the cast, your broken arm

Stairway to the stars
Think I’ll write ‘good health to you’
Stairway to the stars
I hope you heal up real quick

Stairway to the stars
Stairway to the stars
Stairway to the stars
Stairway to the stars

C’mon—let’s get on outa here

fuck off everyday. oh wait i already do that

I would try and make peace with my family, then i would try and snort my body weight in cocaine,whilst laying in a bathtub full of Crown Royal.



.........or maybe that was last night??

Call Jack Bauer and get him to save me.

Beyond all the food, payed for sex (unless they know you they would tell you to fuck off and even if they did they might still not go for it), and so on... I would do something that people the world over would remember me by. . . I would pay a rooftop visit to a certain individual and by that I do not mean The President.

I would go to space with an EMU/EVA suit and for the next 23 hours 55 seconds orbit around the earth and just stare at the heavens. Then I will take my space suit off, hold my breath and spend the next 5 seconds dying while naturally observing the solar system (its actually a peaceful death you don't boil, explode or instantly freeze...as long as your on the sunny side assuming earth orbit).

And this differs from your daily routine how?

i only have 24hrs left in my membership

damn double posts, curses

[Edited on Jun 02, 2004 by cupidvalentino]

I would write my Mom a letter telling her how much I love her.

E-mail everyone else and say goodbye.

Write a letter to the States Attorney Office of California. Copy my attorney.

Then drive down to the everglades to die.

Oh, There would be a nudie bar binge in there somewhere.

fuck that,i wouldn't even bother getting out of bed,if i did i'd just waste the time trying to think of something to do

Spend all my money on life insurance.

But this topic reminds me of one of my favorite movies, 25th Hour. Great cast: Edward Norton, Philip Hoffman, Barry Pepper.

I'd try to bone Al and after she rejected me I'd probably get so lit on booze and drugs that I'd die before my 24 hours was up. Simple pleasures, you know?