“Sorry, you guys.”

I know I was doing so well, but now I think I might be backsliding. I’ve been wearing this shirt for three days. I can’t manage to eat anything other than ice cream.  My fly’s undone, and I had to wear this hat because I forgot how to shower and I’m too distraught to figure out how to take it off my head. Because I’m too busy obsessing over how AWKWARD the Twilight press junket is going to be. Lautner bet me five dollars that K Stew won’t even show up but could I be that lucky and also that might make me sad at the same time and I’ll give YOU five dollars if you can tell me where I put down my water bottle to take this picture and also that’s not water BREAKING UP IS HARD TO DO.”