You have 9 days left of living it up in your 20's.
Remember the first time we met when you were 27 and you were always "that guy, at the party, sleeping on some couch"?
No, really. I referred to you as "that sleeping guy at the party" for months.
I even pointed you out to everyone and laughed (I'm sorry).
If only I knew then that this would become quite a common sight for me in the future, I might have cherished it a little bit more.
All jokes aside, your signature quirks (there are many) are one of the things I love most about you, and I look forward to creepily watching you sleep - and calling you out for it - for a long, long time.