He's headed for coffee soon. I'm still trying to think of some way to go along - I am obsessed, yes, and do NOT want to go back. Besides, if I can tag along-and-back, or even hang out here and have him come back here, I can see the Highlander movie that Grr is gonna be getting, and NOT be back at Dixon Household... which is a good place, today, but... yeah.

I want to be Out And About.

I want to be a Jax In Motion.

I don't want to go home. *wry grin* I'm having a cat moment, I guess. *sighs*

He's pacing out on the balcony just now... if you haven't yet, check out the last few entries in Briar's Journal. There's a bit there about a Mage... *chuckles* ...inspired by him, yes.

He is surprisingly inspiring - when I'm around him words and sketches and songs just seem to flow out, an unstoppable river of imagination and invention and creativity, and I can just barely catch a few drops here and there. It makes me want to find all my old blank books and just leash him to me for a few hours while I write. *wry grin* Or take a good blankbook and just follow him around, seeing what gets produced.

Likely it'd be a bunch of alternating overdramatic flowery romantic crap, sheer frustration P-W-P writing, a bit of slash fiction (I can SO see him as the agressor in a really nice yaoi furfic... he'd be a gryphon, I think, half feline and half hawk, all fierce... and he'd have come across a tempting young lion, some sort of deal worked out... hrm. Ok, thinking about this now, what exactly WOULD the excuse and rationale be? Oooh, territorial invasion, of course. The young lion would be wandering, his home destroyed, his family slaughtered, etc. Wounded and frightened, he stumbles into the hunting grounds of the gryphon and manages to kill a deer. Our hero, of course, must exact a price for the kill and for the cub's continued stay in his lands... the first time would be sheer posession and rough status play... but after that...

...ok, I SO have to write this out... I really, REALLY like the visuals that are coming out of this, fur and feathers against moss and soft grass... magic involved? Maybe. Not sure. I just know that it would be beautiful to write. Someone remind me that it needs to be written, please?

Where was I? Oh. Plans for the day.

Stay out here, or head back? If head back, when? If stay, where and for how long?

And does it make any difference in any of these plans that Grr has chocolate-covered gummi bears and that Spike-boy makes me feel at peace with the universe?

Should it?

Gods, but he is a confusing person at times. Nearly as confusing as I am. *snickers*

Ehh... no matter what's done today, I know that it'll be ok... because the last 24 hours have been ok, fun even. *smile* Pretty boy. Fun to pet. This is good.