Again, I was a princess food-diva for a day and it didn’t include turkey or mashed potatoes. As a thank you for my work, Les Bouquinistes invited me (and a friend) to enjoy lunch on them. Feast we did: special amuse bouche, ventrèche du thon, raviolis, St. Pierre, crème de marrons, tendron de veau, and a trio of desserts (the cappuccino of exotic fruits, the fondant aux trios chocolates, and a cherry financier). They spared no expense in pairing each course with a beautiful wine. I am proud to say I did my stage at a very fine restaurant and eating there is truly a treat.

Yet I am left feeling low. A year ago I was really low, but I had a plan. I wish that my plan had extended beyond a year in France. Watching MTV with Jen today, yet another low point, it dawned on me that I am past the age where I am a candidate to be featured on an MTV reality show like Real World or Room Raiders. Obviously I have never aspired to subject myself to that fate, but if you're too old to be on Road Rules, then it is time to have your life figured out already, not to be going, “What the HELL am I going to do now?”

If I had been on Real World, at least I’d have the reunion specials to look forward to.