  Black Eyed Peas  Keep It Movin To self: (a dialogue. see Plato's Republic ) So what if your plans didnt pan out. What are you going to do? They cancelled on you. Three people. So?
Well, fuck them. When was the last time I made plans with someone and backed out? Even for emergency reasons? Why dont folks put conditions on the plans when they make them? Surely their mothers raised them to be better beings in the social realm than this. Maybe it has more to do with the people you call friends.
Would Amy do this to you? No, but shes a special case. We adore each other. Take Jennifer and Dana; that sure got fucked up this month. You could apologize again. Didnt I already?
And wasnt it anothers insensitive blunder that got us here? Details. Whats more important? Being right or having a years-long friendship with a valued soul? So, I should draw different lines with those friends that made plans for today? If youve a standard thats reasonable, its worth standing up for.
File it away for future reference. And yes, do so with the knowledge that theyve put conditions on your connection to them. Just make a note. Dont go flipping mad about it. So, what am I supposed to do with all this food? Throw it out?
I would never have bought such things at the market today just for myself. How much is money worth to you? A lot, asshole. I dont have a job. Sharing my skills in the kitchen was an important part of these plans I made. So, this is about your pride?
Yes. Youre asking? Yes, Im asking. Yes, and I just spent  my money on groceries for tonight; I spent my money on things I didnt need to get so high-brow about. So, think of the night as a treat to yourself. Enjoy the fruits of your goodwill.
Erase your expectations and indulge in the pampering you wanted to provide to others. Sounds pretty nihilistic. Fuck them, and save it all for myself? Yes, yet not so indulgent with the drama. Youre right. Ill just lock up early and go to bed early.
The place is company-ready, but it doesnt have to be appreciated by others for it to matter. And my back and ankle no longer hurt from the effort. Because youre 10+ beers into the night? Exactly. Who wants people over to mess it up anyway? You get what you want. 
