late last year, around the months of september, i happened upon a chap, quite a remarkable chap who went by the name of lance... (actually it was seth at that time but that is neither here nor there, and certainly not over there!)

this chap happened to have not only one but two legs, not only one but two arms, not only one but two brothers but first and foremost... an individual and wholy unique personality, and i mean that not as a cliché, but truthfully!

back to the story of things... he and i became good friends... and then... as things do... things happened... until, when going to see a particularly boring film about a runaway bicycle, things just kinda went a little bit 'oh...'

from there, the oh turned to ah and the ah turned to mmm and now it's just a continual gentle humming turning everything slightly rose coloured... and none of this is meant to sound questionably sexual. honestly.

to cut a long story short, and to give you a nice little summary of the chap himself, lance is the most amazing thing to come out of southern canberra in the last 17 years...

lance, thank you so much for always being there, for still being here, for making things just so damn good and for never failing to make me smile or laugh... there is no one else who means as much to me as you.

mein liebchen, i love you.