I do this thing where I produce a crap ton of content. I mean, a CRAP TON. And I just sit on it, like you would a new La-Z-Boy or perhaps a charming new West Elm chaise lounge. And, as fantastical as that all sounds, it really ends up f*cking shit up because then you get something like this, a four month compilation of video content of which tells no story and has no real end or beginning but rather a reel vomit of my life. 

So, who's in for a treat?! Grab popcorn, coconut water (for hydration) and a pillow. Melatonin not necessary. 

Subscribe, for more of this nonsense. I'd like you I promise to get better, but we ALL know the deal.