If I were given 24 hours to live, I'd call all my family and friends and tell them I love them. I'd go to the temple with Greg, followed by some good food and cuddling on the futon. Since we wouldn't make it anywhere cool in 24 hours (and still be able to enjoy it...) no point in even going anywhere.
Oh, and I'd probably get rid of all my crap that is meaningless so no one would have to worry about it once I was gone.
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