I miss my cat.

stress level: galactic

Woke up to a big power outage. I have a feeling this’ll be a really great year.

Whatever. It’s fine.

Today was a pretty nice day.

This 25-min slow-talkin' mess needs to be tightened up, word by word, down to like 21 mins.

Not sure how that was supposed to be an idea.

I'm going to reset the stupid lights, reapply the stupid makeup, and shoot the stupid missing 5 seconds, matching it as best I can, tomorrow 😔

For like the 50th time in my career, I missed filming an important line in a scene that I wrote the script for, used software to meticulously shot-plan, and was shooting on my own with no distractions while closely following a live-updating schedule.

I guess I just don't know how to write this video. It's comin' out terrible. Writing is the worst.

I’ll miss you, MuppetVision 3D 😢

Do NOT take nighttime Theraflu at 6AM.

No, world, YOU go to sleep.

We laughed at their misadventures, but in the reality, Goofy would probably have been deemed unfit to maintain legal custody of Max.

It’s time to stop autocorrecting vlogger to blogger.

Sometimes there’s just randomly a Soviet police car on a street.

“Dragon’s Den” makes sense. Dragons hoard treasure. You’re a hero coming in trying to get it; might succeed or might get killed. “Shark Tank” has nothing to do with anything. No one goes to a shark tank. Sharks in a tank can’t get me and I don’t need anything from them.

wtf am I doing with my life