Well, yes, I have to write something before leaving Paris. All this time seems to have melted away quicker than a wedge of brie on a hot summer night, yet the individual days have been long and dreamy. Not much has happened this past month; I was just too busy happily wasting time to spend much of it recording my non-activities on the Internet.
My wireless phone company refuses to let me cancel my service because I have yet to provide sufficient paperwork to prove that I am indeed moving to the United States for the duration of my contract. "How do we know you are not coming back to France in two weeks?" the customer service agent asked, "you could come back and simply sign up for another phone service." On the other hand, the people at the sécurité sociale never ended up accepting my request to receive national healthcare benefits because I didn't have the right documents justifying my right to work in France -- the visa and the carte de séjour and the paystubs from the department of education weren't enough. I wish I could get the the sécu lady could convince the phone lady that, as much as part of me would like to stay, there is no place for me in France right now. I have no jusificatif, no carte vitale. Let my cell phone go.
Last night we spent this wonderful evening with all of the people we love in Paris and some of the people we usually love in New York who just happen to be here, and it was so great to see them all together, but then it was really horrible to say goodbye. This morning I weighed myself and the scale mysteriously said 14 pounds, so I guess I really lost a lot last night, between the brain cells and the virtual tears and the physical presence of these friends. Today I'm feeling suspended between two centers of gravity. Je risque de décoller toute seule.
The Pie in Paris will not be going anywhere, but the site will need a re-name. Any suggestions?
YAY PIE you're back.
i suppose "the pie in librarian school" doesn't really have the same sort of ring to it. i'll get back to you when i think of something. let me know if you get up to new england once your back!
Posted by: zach | June 20, 2005 at 04:52 PM
Big Apple Pie?
Can I have your apartment in Paris if you're not going to be needing it?
Posted by: shelli | June 20, 2005 at 10:05 PM
shelli's idea is clever, but perhaps too red, white and blue for you. i think zach's onto something. how 'bout simply "the pie in the library"?
can't wait to see you, miss!
Posted by: miss p | June 21, 2005 at 12:41 PM
Pie in the Stacks?
I like Big Apple Pie! You could have a subversive subheading to offset any gross Americanism...?
Posted by: spinster | June 21, 2005 at 09:03 PM
I agree with the spinster that a great subheading could keep you in some productively subversive google zones with a title like "Big Apple Pie." It is, though, quite a burden to bear.
If you wanted to keep a trace of your recent French past with a nice (probably too faggy) flare, you could try "The Brooklyn Tarte."
Posted by: wilma | June 22, 2005 at 09:46 AM
I agree with the spinster that a great subheading could keep you in some productively subversive google zones with a title like "Big Apple Pie." It is, though, quite a burden to bear.
If you wanted to keep a trace of your recent French past with a nice (probably too faggy) flair, you could try "The Brooklyn Tarte."
Posted by: wilma | June 22, 2005 at 09:47 AM
Just ran across your blog and now you're leaving! Well, I guess I will follow your andventure back across the pond. :)
Posted by: Flare | July 09, 2005 at 04:41 PM