InsaneJournal

Apparently my brother has assigned a boy to babysit me and bother me with food all the time despite my obvious lack of interest in eating at the moment. I'm concerned about that slightly, but my dream self is particularly uninterested. Of course he somehow managed to convince me by being stubborn and we talked about the Ke-Han, which led to a discussion of the Well and its being the source of our magic.

I want to say I can't believe my brother assigned me a babysitter, but then I guess I can believe it. At least the stew tastes good.