I didn't really get to know him until the end of our senior year in high school, but in the confines of our dungeon in Kensington Park, Dan and I became the best of friends by the end of our freshman year of college.

Separated by the happenstance of circumstance for the next two years, our friendship survived by the grace of pizza Fridays at That's Amore. Now, after a year of living in the posh comforts of Mo'ville USA, Dan and I are once again parting ways, both eager to grab life by the horns and say "can't we wait just a little bit longer?".

In a way, I'd say our friendship has come full circle, and that brings to mind the immortal words of Steven Tyler (and supposedly somebody named Taylor Rhodes)

Time
Don't let it slip away
Raise yo' drinkin' glass
Here's to yesterday