Tomorrow-
Go to work, exchange gifts with coworkers, futz around, go home, commence baking and booze marathon in kitchen, cuddle Nick and Fuzz, watch tv, sleep.
End of the World-
Blow the money in our wedding fund on ridiculously frivolous things for myself and those I love, visit my parents, come home, have sex, get stoned, eat a huge and expensive meal, take shrooms, enjoy hallucinations, die.
Might as well go out with a bang, amiright?