I came back to San Francisco on the last Tuesday of November. Through careful plotting of timestamped Paris-related postings, supercilious IM communications, and diligent editing of my Facebook wall, I was able to prevent news of my homecoming reaching Peter in advance of the event. In fact, we spoke via gchat while I was unpacking my suitcase in our apartment. He was working his day job, at an independent bookstore.
4:59 PMPeter: how was the louvre?I guess I could just read your blog to find out5:00 PM me: hahahyes, you couldthe louvre was really greati wish i hadn’t waited so long to goi was really intimidated by itit’s just so bigi think i’m going to edit the blog though5:01 PMi think i jump from being serious to being flippant too quicklyalso i’m never sure if I’m funny in writing5:03 PM Peter: oh, I couldn’t even tell you. I read two paragraphs before you got on-line.5:04 PM I recalled you calling a painter a douche, which I thought was classically you.5:05 PM me: no i called mark antony a douchehe was the subject of the paintingPeter: ahme: well, it was of cleopatra committing suicide when they bring in his bodyi mean, the way the story is told he seems like a douche5:06 PM ok well if you think the joke is appropriate it staysPeter: I’m surprised one’s allowed to take photos in the louvre.me: what about the used-condom oysters? i think the resemblance is strikingPeter: I haven’t seen the rest of your blog yet.5:07 PMme: i think the louvre has given up on stopping the photographic train they post all kinds of signs saying don’t photograph the mona lisa, and then the docents just rope it off and look kind of bored while everybody flashes away5:08 PM me: sweetie i gotta sleep nowand i have a 9 a;.m. casting, blech5:09 PM which is why i should’ve been asleep an hour ago :(Peter: good night.me: looking forward to talking to you5:10 PM like, looking forward to talking to you voice-to-voice:)byePeter: byeme: for now
About a half hour and one ride on the 6 Parnassus later, he found me browsing new fiction. It took him at least thirty seconds of abortive syllables to get a whole word out.
Best. Practical joke. Ever!
3 responses so far ↓
Shelley // December 8, 2007 at 9:02 pm
It’s a great blog! Can’t wait for more. Read all the posts.
Nick // December 9, 2007 at 2:27 am
You’re the only person who can render Peter speechless… okay, so I’ve never actually witnessed it due to my inflammatory effect on your relationship, but I can tell. Anyway, kudos. I didn’t know you could be so tricksy.
photojenna // December 9, 2007 at 2:32 am
Thanks, Shelley! I really appreciate your choosing to read my blog. I’m not up to much these days in SF — just relaxing and seeing family and friends — but I have some more Favourite Model-type posts planned.
Nick: Heard you’re applying to grad school — good luck! If all else fails you can just take pictures of me when I’m famous, kay?
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