HST's "suicide note"

Hunter Thompson, my foremost literary idol in my youth, met the Big Guy in the Sky back in February after blowing a hole in his head with a shotgun. The lit giant was in constant pain after having hip replacement surgery and a broken leg, plus a bunch of other medical ailments that had severely compromised the once-athletic man at the age of 67. Rolling Stone magazine, the folks who essentially brought HST to the world in the first place, have now published this, what is considered his suicide note, written four days in advance of the shot that silenced the author:

"No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun -- for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax -- This won't hurt."