Jesus Christ what an absolute hunk of embarrassing shit. 3 years later and I can’t even listen to a whole uninterrupted minute of this disingenuous, rambling, adderall-boofing bore. If there’s something “cancelable”, it was clearly said in an amphetamine-mirtazapine haze of false social and comedic confidence (and technically whatever I was feeling from the 2nd vaccine dose too, but captioning that in 2021 would have had me car bombed). Luckily nobody will ever listen or even care once they realize that going back to watching tiktoks instead of this is somehow more productive. It’s terrifying to think how I ever thought this would be interesting or even listenable at all. How I legitimately believed I was being my authentic self, but now I barely recognize who this man even is. Sure, I was younger, and yeah the covid podcast boom certainly didn’t help either. Most of all though, this was a bleak peek at the manic smoking motor in my head. One I fueled by my ultimate choice of psychiatric drugs that would make me feel 100% all day every day. I actually was logging onto my account to finally delete this shit forever, but I think I’ll just add all this here instead. Maybe this will come in handy one day for future psychological case study. There’s also always the slim chance I decide to record a 2nd episode where the differences will be immediately obvious before I explain how my life became that and to what it currently is.