I heart Damien Jurado, but this post has nothing to do with that

I need to take a moment to vent about my week. It seems like everything that could have gone wrong this week, did. I try to be grateful every day, but this week was really, really difficult. I had two papers due on Wednesday, which I didn't finish until Wednesday afternoon, and only because I skipped my morning class. Wednesday night I had a blow out with a professor after class which was just awful. Then, the work study office informed me that I can't get paid for my first TWO pay periods, because my tax forms were not submitted, even though the financial aid office told me they were. And today, my ex-boyfriend who I haven't spoken with in six months decided to contact me, the day before a Policy midterm for which I still have not finished studying. Anyone know what it feels like to read the same sentence over and over for twenty minutes because you just can't concentrate? Not conducive to reading 200 pages of the history of social welfare. And I haven't even mentioned the totally depressing home visit in which my client started crying the second I arrived, the dream about my dad having cancer, that my parents informed me they're selling the house I grew up in, or the argument with my mother that ensued. Furthermore, I am flat broke.

Good things that happened this week:
1) Sold my car to Uncle Bob
2) Reunited with an old high school friend
3) Puppy-sat a Yorkie
4) Dinner with Maureen at Isabella's, on her boss
5) Asit bought my drink on Saturday
6) Discovered the beauty of Exercise on Demand
7) My co-workers were amazing, as usual
8) Matt brought me Ben & Jerry's
9) Saw a lot of friends and caught up with Lizzie
10) Cart coffee, every single day

Not so bad, eh? There's nothing like a little gratitude and perspective. I already feel better.

There goes your man...

The wife and I went to see my man Damien Jurado at the Knitting Factory last night. Rosie Thomas opened the show, and she was awesome as well. She has a really, REALLY high speaking voice, like a little girl. Wife and I were surprised that her singing voice was significantly lower. After her performance, she greeted fans at the stage with hugs and kind words. She was an incredibly gracious performer!



And then came my boyfriend Damien. Turns out he's married with at least one kid, which broke my heart a little, but I got what I came for. At the end of the show, wife and I requested Letters and Drawings and he PLAYED IT for the encore. He was totally awesome about it, and actually talked to us a little from the stage. And then he forgot the lyrics like three times. He commented on being intimidated to be playing a NYC venue and the audience was all, "But we love you!" The venue was pretty full, but so small, and I realized that Damien is a lot more popular in my head than in reality. He's so friggin adorable, I just want to go pinch his cheeks. I'm reposting my favorite picture of him.

We'd have really cute babies, I think. He definitely has a Ditu face to complement my own. (Only wifey will get that reference.) I'm going to post another, because I love him.

Isn't he the cuteness? Wifey and I had a blast. God I love the Knitting Factory.

In the words of Pee-Wee Herman, "And knitting, and knitting, and knitting...."