typhoon was a bust--lots of rain, warm air, few winds... apparently its thunder got stolen by another typhoon moving northward that glanced off of it.

We went shopping again tonight, and I managed to stay strong and not actually buy anything. Orientation continues to consist of a lot of vague discussion of potential future job responsibilities (that seem like they'll take a lot more time than we're contractually obligated to work), and no Cantonese class yet. We've gotten along fine; it's just a matter of feeling a little sad about the vast volume of english we speak to everyone, everywhere, because my Cathy-derived dim sum ordering knowledge is one of best linguistic credentials our group has. Settling in to room, social subgroup.

I got assigned to do dorm programming for the dorm none of the ETAs lives in (along with three others)... they all have apt-style housing with kitchens, nice furniture, built-in TVs, big balconies, and their own laundry machines. We want to move there, but may just have to settle for some free meals once in a while.