What do you with a problem like Michael Loris?
I suppose I cannot really call him a problem. The other day I opened the Loris' box. I did this with an email. One that I wrote back in March that was a silly thing that I wrote on a whim. At the time I did not have his email address so it has remained in my draft folder all this time. Well I was cleaning out my email and came across it. At Robyn's recomendation I sent it to him. He sent me a cordial and friendly email in response telling me he was looking forward to seeing me at Robyn's party, which happens to be tonight. I would have never sent it to him if Robyn had not told me of the situation between Loris and John. After a rather spirted "impression" of John which later worked his way back to him they have again parted ways (if all goes according to tradition this will last six months to a year). I suppose this development emboldened me into contact.
I got an email from him today.
Basicly asking what time I will be at the party, what sort of cake I made, etc. The intesting part, and entertaining, was the overall sense of nervousness conveyed by the email. In particular when he said " I hope she does not lock us all in a small room and make us talk". I am not sure if this comes from general nervousness or if Robyn made some sort of comment. All the same I am glad I am not the only one who is a little nervous about it all. I am going to see two ex's and a whole group that I have not seen since the dissolution shall I say. It should prove to be an event. But as Loris said in his email to me today, we shall all be cordial for it is our friend Robyn's birthday.
With Loris one never knows just what sort of form he will be in until you actually see him. In conversation I relayed to Tawil how I was nervous about opening Loris' Box, he reminded me that one never really closes it.
In other news, Passions was very exciting. Kay has seemingly spilled the beans about Ivy's ploy with David to get rid of Grace. This has happened without any real warning which leads me to think it might be a dream, but so far it seems pretty real. Sam has ordered her out of the house and Fox is standing by Kay. The plot thickens.
The job hunt is not moving along, but I will keep trying.
I had really hoped to have a date for the party tonight but, alas, no such luck. I do have on my new Seven jeans and a new grey sweater. So while I may bereft of a date, I like my outfit. I went by supercuts for a cleanup so the grooming is fine. 'Sigh'
I look at my problems and they seem rather small compared to Chris'. His living situation is really sliding down hill. He is hoping for a job, and I reminded him that his moving forward is entirely up to him (thanks Mom). He wants to make enough to send me to the appraiser with the rugs so he can get the hell out of there. He has recently begun entertaining the idea fo moving to Santa Fe. I hope he makes it happen.