Random city night #20something.

To stave off impending column-writing doom, a recap of tonight's events:

1) Ate a corn creamsicle after dinner: strange. Maybe being adventurous doesn't always pay off.
2) Met some of our students at the gate of the university. Dylan, who herded yaks by himself from the ages of seven to nine, reports being excited to "socialize."
3) Cab to Tibetan bar with students. Feigning proficiency at Chinese -- difficult to keep up.
4) Snow beer and toasting. Rounds and rounds of Psychologist.
6) Suggestive homoerotic long-sleeved dance performed by Tibetan guy with perpetual expression of orgasm (?!)
7) Belly-dancing performance (obviously not Tibetan, but).
8) Fifteen billion singers singing the same song ad infinitum/nauseum.
9) Packets of chicken feet flying everywhere (not worth explaining).
10) Immense boredom interrupted by random men toasting Mikael for being such a novelty around these parts.
11) Terrible worthless conversations back at the hostel.
12) Everyone is asleep but me + the other resident night owl.

Now my head is still full of the verb tenses we taught in class today and my hair smells like tobacco smoke and I am not finished with my duties. Summer reminds me that irresponsibility is always an option.