Russian: vaguely surreal update

[rebness]

It was a great source of angst to me that Chris and I had to miss our Russian lesson this week, but some thing can't be helped. However, in a rare show of solidarity, my brain decided to help me out.

Last night, in my dreams, I was AWESOME.

I was an elite spy and I had to help this other elite spy get us out of some hostile country... somewhere. Anyway, we had to convince this warlord guy to help us, but apparently he hated English people.

So! I talked to him in Russian. In the context of my dream, I rocked harder than a cradle on crack.

When I woke up, I admit that I did wonder how exactly just muttering "spaseeba horosho" (fine, thanks) convinced someone to lend me his car, but oh, well. At least I did some constructive revising while asleep.