This is a text conversation I had with my gym trainer earlier today. He’s my trainer and my nephew from another…mephew? who is now located in Chicago so he trains me remotely and we have a call once a week and I love him so much, I will write 56 letters of recommendation for him the second he needs them. I haven’t been to the gym in a week and a half because I exacerbated an injury that I hadn’t given enough time to heal properly and i was throwing the vacuum cleaner around like a real masc. I wonder if Trent Reznor ever envisioned his generational peers using his songs to get motivated to do housework. But I truly think I am a gym rat now, and it’s so, so funny.
A reason I think my YouTube University Vocal Training is working is I didn’t have a full asthma attack when singing the uh uh uh uh uh uh UH uh part from this song on my queer karaoke playlist in the shower after Successful Vacuum Time: Fellas is it weird to keep a karaoke playlist and go to YouTube University to strengthen your voice in the off season for your Unitarian Church choir and believe you are an okay singer and believe that wailing “Walk Unafraid” at said queer karaoke month is a valid spiritual practice that will heal something inside you a little bit? Yeah? It is? Ok 😭
Song · 2001 · Duration 3:08






















