Feb 192006
Being a cripple does give you an excuse to take the easy way out sometimes. Take last night’s party, for example. I certainly wasn’t going to attempt to cook anything, so I simply called up Surdyk’s and told the nice man on the phone what items I wanted on the menu. Then I called up my sister and nicely asked my sister to pick up a few other things on her way to my place. Then I supervised my nurse as she straightened up my place before the guests arrived. My total commitment of resources: a bit of cash and a couple hours of prep time. Having friends tell you what a great party you threw: priceless.

it was a good time. I wasn’t too excited to show up on my own but I forgot all about ol whats-his-face in no time and promptly began to have fun.