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Spent another beautiful weekend with Rainier.  We played mock household up at his neighbor’s place, babysitting their dogs.  I kind of feel like they are us in ten years, or is that jumping ahead too fast? The house is exactly how I would decorate it, and she is just like I am, and he is just like he is.  It’s creepy, but fucking soothing.  Staying there was great, we had people over and I bought pizza and handed out beer and mixed drinks, cleaned up dishes with a smile on my face.  We rocked the bed all night, and played with the dogs like they were our own.  We talked about his past, our future, my issues (which are many, these days), our families, and how excited we were to keep doing things like this.  He made me strong coffee and eggs (from his farm) in the afternoon (when we finally got up) and I gave him millions of little kisses as I updated my modeling portfolio and sipped on the coffee.  Really, I could do that every day. I know life can never constantly be as simple as that, but, shit, even a few minutes would be just fine.