from the "real friends help you move bodies" file

... real friends walk with you at 2 am to 7-11 in the windy cold, when you're sick and tired and whiny and unpleasant to be around, to go get lemon-lime gatorade (because that's just what you always have when you're sick, ever since you were little), and won't tell you how early they have class tomorrow morning, and make you let them carry it back.

which irrationally makes me feel way better about the world as a whole.