How will you spend your last days?

So it just started gearing up in my head again, "This is it, the last year of human existence." And how will i be spending the last moments of my life? Do i even believe that this is really going to happen? Now with the emergence of what i consider to be the most important thing i've ever done, that being my BIOTS toys, i really don't like the idea of not being being able to see it to fruition. I suppose it is not my place to question the grand design, but i think we're all just a little bit entitled to be bitter about it. Maybe we are spoiled by our technological achievements, but seeing the pinnacle of progress and then it's subsequent immediate demise really is a bit of a pisser. Thanks a lot, God.
On the other hand, if the whole thing is just a bunch of astrological hooey, then i feel i'm certain i'll get a few more years to work on my toys before pollution kills us all more slowly and painfully.
So what will you do with your time? Will you live like there is no tomorrow, partying it up, drinking and fucking until the comet comes, or will you live prudently, shushing away the idea as mere poppycock, and continuing to save for a day that may never come? I really can't decide which is better.
I used to live like there was no tomorrow, but tomorrow kept coming, and bringing new hangovers and problems as i put it off. I don't know if i'm just partying on the sensation, or planning for an unachievable future, but sculpting these things is about the most fulfilling thing i've ever done, and if these be my last moments, i can know i'll die doing what i loved most: shunning adulthood and being a big kid :)