Cars, cable TV, Chinese painting, and class

Three BMWs arrived at my apartment today. Not for me, though. For my brother and father. They're scaled models, of course. I wouldn't dare drive one if I owned one! They're just too large for tiny me.

I also got cable TV at last. The cable guy said that the setup should be functioning already though. True enough, all the channels were there. He didn't have to do a thing! Now if only I hadn't agreed to officially get cable, and if only I'd checked my TV earlier, I might have gotten away wtih free cable again.

In any case, I got to see the first episode of the fourth season of Smallville tonight. It's going to be fun watching the show again. Every Wednesday night at eight. Kristin Kreuk is too dazzling. I can't take my eyes off her. And Tom Welling isn't bad either. WB shows have this certain quality - it's the lighting, I swear - that makes their worlds so pretty, embellished with warm and wonderful houses, ridiculously green grass and trees, skies that are never grey. I want to jump right into that front yard with nice flowers.

I went to school twice today, once to meet a student who made an appointment with me, and then for my official office hours, for which I was late. Nobody ever comes to see me anyway. Not that I'm desperate for folks to stop by. I like having some quiet time in the office to get my act together and work on lessons.

My mom sent me an email saying that the Asians Civilisations Museum in Singapore called to say a book had arrived for me. It's the official book for the exhibition, Fantastic Mountains: Chinese Landscape Painting from the Shanghai Museum, which parked at the museum in Singapore for some time this summer. D and Tigs and I had a splendid afternoon gazing at those ancient paintings. And we also had Tigs's mom give us an art and history lesson. D goaded me about stealing the museum copy when I learned that they'd run out of the book. I thought they'd never call back, so I'm really pleased they did.

And now, I'm back to preparing for class. I spend far too much time really, but I can't help it. I want to be super-super prepared, although I don't always appear so when I face the class and crumble into a heap of nerves. The student I met today says I'm really organized though. That was encouraging.

Posted by Monoceros at September 22, 2004 10:03 PM