What would you do...

Call everyone I loved and tell them I loved them, fuck or masturbate furiously, enjoy a last shit, enjoy a last dinner, and wait to die.
 
Offing myself... waiting for the reaper must be the biggest PITA ever!

Maybe going on a killing spree beforehand... if the mood is right.
 
Suicide as soon as I found out. I die on MY terms.

Plus, everyone I care about and love knows I care about them and love them already. I could spontaneously combust right now and die happy without saying another word to anybody.
 
oooh I forgot the burger. I'd eat a rad burger THEN suicide. Actually maybe suicide a few hours later. Digesting good burgers is fun!
 
Do everything that I hadn't done yet that I'd previously wanted to do in the most illegal/awesome way possible.