Day MCMXXXVII, part I

This happened probably because I went to sleep so early, but just as I woke up, and managed to eat something Tihana also got on her feet, and she just wouldn't stop talking about how cool the Uhms' language sounded to her.

- They are going uuooohuu, uuaaaaaaooo, uaaaeeee - she tried to imitate the sounds, sticking her lips out, and moving her jaw strangely.

- You just said, that your uncle eats grass -  I informed her.

- Really? - she seemed all happy about that.

- No, you dummy. You spoke nothing.

- Hmpf - she pouted.

I on the other had returned to eating my canned tuna. During my travels, it was one of my favorite foods.

- Eat your breakfast - I told her, with a full mouth.

Grimacing, and mocking me with her body language, she grabbed her food and started eating. Unfortunately for us, we were interrupted by Vladimir Fedorov who came, holding a voice recorder in one of his hands.