  I think it would be so cool to have a Watcher. You know, someone to make sure you are on track with your life, force you to work out, and generally be a mentor.
I wish I had a stuffy British Watcher. The British part adds the extra bonus of making them easy to antagonize, and guarantees that you would have someone to have tea and biscuits with-plus...Yay! Imported candy! I started going to the gym yesterday. I have to...I am way out of shape...I mean if a vampire were to find it's way into my apartment building or something, (which is possible what with that girl who always invites in strangers) it would not be a good scene.
See if I had a Watcher, this would never have happened…Oh and self control, that might help too…but it’s doubtful that is ever going to happen. PS-Check out the comment on the post Below "Demon in my Belly". It's good. 
