Taylor Swift Wakes Up In The Middle Of The Night, Eats Everything In Her Fridge, Forgets About It Next Day

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She has delighted fans by returning to The Ellen DeGeneres Show for the first time in four years.

And Taylor Swift happily joined the popular chat show host for a fun game of Burning Questions, in which she made the admission that she ‘sleep eats’.

When asked by Ellen what she does at night when she can’t sleep, the singer, 29, revealed that she ‘rummages through the kitchen and eats what she can find’ – but never has any recollection of it the next day

Taylor Swift taking a page out of every normal 20 something year old’s book here and blaming shit she does on being blacked out is why I love her unconditionally.  I’ve used that excuse for literally everything on earth.  Smashing mailboxes with a 40 year old wood bat named “Louisville Thugger” and have a warrant out for your arrest in Maclean County?  No big deal it happened when I was blacked out.  Hooked up with a 3?  Never happened, was too blacked.  Pass out on the beach in Myrtle Beach and get sun poisoning?  The sun was being an asshole, should have taken it easy on my plastered ass.

So even though going to town on 3 day old Chinese food at 3am is tame, all things considered, I still respect her for it.  I’d prefer she said it was because she was getting hammered drunk like we all know she was, but at the same time I recognize why as she has a fanbase compromised of 12 year old girls and she doesn’t want her agents and other handlers up her ass for being a bad influence.

PS – I have a serious problem with sleep walking too.  When I was really young my parents called the police because they thought I was kidnapped in the middle of the night, but I just sleepwalked and passed out in our 1995 Ford Astro.  I still do it a time or two a year, too.  I usually catch myself in the middle of it and it’s always the most terrifying thing on earth.  About 2 years ago I fell asleep at like 8pm and my roommate cracked my bedroom door to throw my mail on my bed and I woke up, stared at him and attacked him before he could bearhug me and wake me up.  Was super fucked up.  It’s only a matter of time before I sleepwalk into a neighbors house or something and get shot in the head.  There’s a 33% chance that that’s the way I die.  The other two are Divvying in Chicago and getting hit by a car or texting and driving.