Natasha and Alona and I have signed up for a free class in HTML. I'm coming along just to keep them company, as I already know HTML quite well. We go there, and have to sign in, but then there are an hour or two spare. Natasha stays there, but I go off and do something else. When I return, the lines are long and it turns out that I didn't sign in right - I only signe donce instead of twice, or something - so they don't have a place reserved for me.

I show them where I tried to sign in, and they make a place for me.

It's late at night, and first the class is all sleeping in double beds. Natasha is with Alona, and I am misplaced because of the signing problems. I end up having to share a bed with the instructor, a pretty thirtysomething brunette (but of course just for sleeping).

Everybody's going to sleep, but I whisper to the instructor that I hope this class will be interesting, because I already know HTML pretty well. Maybe there's something in the corners to learn. I think about suggesting we talk a little about javascript or something, but I don't. I explain that I'm here more just to keep company with my wife (which word comes with some difficulty and hesitation, but I don't want to make things complicated).

The instructor leaves the bed and disappears, I suspect because she's annoyed with me either for talking in bed or for already knowing HTML.