My friends are good, especially when they make me laugh or when they reassure me because I'm worrying about foolish things. And when they invent a way for me to keep my glasses clean without my actually having to clean them. No one has taken care of that last one yet, so if anyone's looking for a way to ingratiate themselves to me, consider yourself pointed in the right direction.
Now I go eat cookies. They require no preparation, and are therefore acceptable bump-on-a-log fare.