It's 4:30am. What are you doing up Betsy???

Cheetos taste even better when you are drunk.

I love taking baths when I'm drunk.

So guess what I decided to do?? Yep. I was eating cheetos while I was taking a bath. I was glorious. I swear you should try it. I wonder if everything tastes better in the tub, or if it's just cheetos???

I don't want to go to bed...but I guess it's inevitable.

I have to pack up my stuff tomorrow. I'm sad. I want to go, but I don't.

I always thought I had things figured out. Now I have no clue what I'm doing. I wanted to be married by 25, having my first kid by 27...and I also expected to be teaching by now. I am pretty positive I'm having a quarter life crisis.

Why won't my boyfriend marry me?? I'm a nice girl. And I clean up well. Yes, I wear Christmas jammies ALL THE TIME. But I'm cute, and nice, and funny.

Why am I not in bed?? I have been slightly over-served this evening. This kind of reminds me of college, except if this were college I'd be watching that weird reality wresting show on MTV and eating peanut butter and bologna toast, while praying I wouldn't throw up.