I’m joined by my childhood best friend Chris to talk about college memories (such as stealing a certain piece of furniture from a frat house, using fake ID's, first impressions of past SO's, and going out to the bars), what happens when a friendship turns romantic, and platonic friendships and why they matter more than you may realize. Chris has been there for me for a full decade and he's not going anywhere anytime soon (he constantly reminds me of this because we're "too old to make new friends" which is true to some degree)