Mission: Impossible

My parents left me to keep an eye on the Russians again this weekend. I'm still not sure I can fully trust them, but the food is good. Plus, that Anya chick is cute.

For some reason, Baba refuses to carry me around, and it's making me suspicious. I KNOW she understands when I say "up." I don't really buy this "I hurt my back" business. Unusual behavior makes me nervous, and I'm beginning to suspect there's something fishy going on here. I'm just not sure about these so-called "Grandparents." The arms of the KGB are long.

That Deda character strikes me as particularly untrustworthy. Supposedly, when he's not at home, he's working. But each time [Codename: Daddy] takes me by the office, Deda is with some mysterious "patient." I don't buy it.

I've been building my cover for a year and a half now, and 24 hours of surveillance a week has given me a pretty good handle on these folks. Yet, I can't shake the feeling that I'm missing something.

I definitely have my work cut out for me over the next couple of months. I must hone my skills for my upcoming mission in China.