Been a rough week...bittersweet memories, 11 hr. work days, no episode 8. Figured I'd kick off a round of things that helped me get through.1. Homemade chicken soup.[/b] Mom made a HUGEMONGOUS batch. She lives alone so she tucked away a little for herself and gave me a freezer full of chicken, rice, vegetables, onions, etc. all neatly packed in little Tupperware bowls. Deliciously accompanied by Trader Jose's Corn Tortilla Flat Breads. Perfect for this cold ass winter weather. Thanks, Ma!2. Stress.[/b] Kinda strange to put this as a five, but this is different kind of stress. I got a real nice promotion a couple months ago. My new manager expects a lot of me, but does so in a way that pushes me to better myself. And whereas my last role was stressful in a make-decisions-on-the-spot sense, this one allows me to really think things through. Plus...mo' money.3. Project: Bedframe.[/b]I'm determined to upholster my bedframe. My brown brother Ish from Pimp My Ride has inspired me. I'm looking to do something like this but just the platform, no headboard (although eventually I'll get diamond tuft on elsewhere):
Any tips? I've never done this before.4. MetroGhettosectual Finds.[/b]Stopped at church (aka Ross) after work today. Picked up a fresh and comfy pair of Nike Free 5.0's and some Paper Denim jeans for $16. (Delay, I HAVE to send you a pic. They are TO DIE FOR!) Grabbed a second pair for a friend of mine. Yeah, I know it's seems ghey to buy clothes for your hoLmeses, but trust me, if I had millions and I found a great deal on a Bentley, I'd grab an extra for my brethren. That's how I do. Sneakers, mix CD's, fly gear...if I can brighten a day for a couple bucks, I'm game. 5. SoulStrut.[/b]Yeah, there's always the moodiness. The grouchiness. The silly, pointless arguments. The sarcastic haterz of everything. But for every sentence that irks me, there's about 20 things that put a smile on my face. Whether it's a funny graemlin, an inspiring anecdote, a fantastic 'Strut-related remix or song, a real-world inside joke, a generous sharing of the raer...this place ALWAYS puts me in a good mood. And I always feel comfortable knowing I can post stuff that may be TMI to some (and probably confuses the truck out of the lurkers), but is therapeutic to me. I HEART SOULSTRUT. Por vida, hoLmes.**BONUS BEAT**When I was in the dressing room at Ross, "Sir Duke" came over the loudspeaker. I swear to God I was getting my dance on in my boxers. Laugh all you want, but that song makes me feel DAMN good. I know I'm not alone.