5 AM in Bishkek

Lost luggage, dizziness, and slight reverse culture shock are what I am experiencing right now.

Listening to Junior Boys. Drinking milk Rooibos tea.

Lufthansa promised that my stuff will be back at their Hyatt office in the morning! I really need that favorite pair of jeans and books for school.

The weather is not as cold as I thought it would be. Yes, there is a grayish presence of what once was snow, but otherwise you definitely don't have to dress tundra-style anymore.

Seeing Things

Last night I had one of those classic themed dreams when I discovered that I had lice. I didn't lose composure in the dream and of course killed all the lice. Then I read stuff online about what it could mean, frustration, sickness, etc. Nice!

Yesterday I saw "Children of Men" with Koala. It was pretty good. This was after a full day of walking around the city by myself and blowing a load of cash on comic books. In the evening I looked through Kevin Huizenga's "Curses." It was good, a little philosophical, but I liked the fade out endings of the shorter pieces. Then I decided I had the flu and passed out.

Today, post-dream lice experience I woke up, read American, Central Asian, Russian, and Kyrgyz news sites, listened to a couple tracks of Burial (I am liking that dark and oily dubstep sound), got ready for reality. I still need to get a coffee and buy a plane ticket back to Bishkek. I looked at some ticket prices on Kayak.com and there are a couple of flights to London and then from there to Almaty, Kazakhstan on Air Astana. For some reason every time I clicked on Air Astana it said "Trans-Atlantic 911" and as you can imagine that did not inspire me to buy this ticket. What does that mean?

Also, the other day I walked outside onto 14th Street and all these people stood and looked up to the sky. Me too I looked up to the sky and saw a small airplane writing stuff in the air. It seemed like the small airplane was having fun, but being me all I could read was "help" or at least I wasn't patient enough to see the rest, and walked into the entrails of the subway system.

Another thought I had about New York is that I see a lot less crazy people than like a year ago. Where did they all go? Did they add a new wing to Bellevue?

2006: Where We Used to Meet

Wonderful, beautiful, comforting friends, thank you for making New York my home! I feel like a native abnormality again...

Last night I think I must've been in a most un-new yearly mood, but somehow it made sense. I was cranky, unsociable, but at home. I came back to 14th Street and watched a Dario Argento horror flick until I passed out. Perfect!

Earlier today we had Korean New Year's dumpling and rice cake soup and then went to Lulu's house where we all played the Wii. Now I really want to get one of those things to get me through the rest of Bishkek winter.

I am ordering books right now for the next semester. I sure have a lot of scanning ahead of me. But, I am definitely revitalized and ready to teach some more freaky things. It's crazy how much I miss AUCA right now.

I gotta watch "Woman on the Beach" now, the new Hong Sang Soo movie now. Bye for now.