The problem is that my nephew raids my kitchen for meat and cheese and such, so I end up with a deficient diet. He probably does this while my brain is sleeping, and then my brain gets sleepier from being ill-fed, so it's a vicious circle. I might have to kill and eat my nephew, though eating so much fat would probably be bad for me. I suppose I could feed the nephew to my cats, and then spend the cat food money on food for me. Yeah, that could work. I'll consider that.
In the meantime, I'm going to go cook some grits. I have a big bag of those the nephew never touches.
Shopping tomorrow. Hope my brain doesn't fall asleep in the store.