Until that dying thing stops being an issue, any answer you give is irrelevant. Any activity you perform or don't perform, as well as every factoid learned and forgotten, every dream and goal, and every hard earned achievement in your life and the lives of everyone that has ever been or will be is meaningless.
This universe is dying, this planet will be gone long before, and there will be no record of anything ever happening or even that briefly there even existed the concept of existence. Its all the same to the void of entropy.
Honestly how anyone gets anything done, or even wants to has almost become truly shocking to me considering how pointless desire or even acceptance of your fate is.
But ignoring all that, I want SweetTarts, Pad Thai, lots of sex, and morphine to make all that other crap fade away.