This morning, I had to take a car to work. The driver spoke very little English - he was fresh from Ecuador. We managed to have a stilted and poorly phrased conversation, and I was able to direct him to the office with no misunderstandings (other than I forgot how to say "left". Fortunately, he knew the English.)
I'm trying to figure out how I can shop and cook for Rosh Hashanah and still have time to see Serenity on Sunday. (No way can I see it earlier.)
First person to give me a fandom and three random words gets a story.