I Think I Can, I Think I Can....

This whole midterm thing - "Here, answer these four questions that each make your brain hurt in a different area and don't forget to be all-encompassing and interesting!" - is making me a little crazy.

Yes. I am aware that if I had followed the lead of my dear friend Kristin I would have been done a week ago.
Yes. I am aware that I put it off too long and now am feeling stressed out because I procrastinated.
Yes. I am aware that I do know the answers to the questions and all I have to do is organize my thoughts and commit them to paper.

Knowing all of that doesn't mean that I am having fun with it.
And it doesn't mean that next time I'll be any better about time management...

But here's the best part of this whole thing: next time is the last time. After this round of midterm hell I only ever again have one more round and then I'm done.

I can do this.

My plan this morning was to park myself at Panera (where the snacks are and the pillows and knitting are not) and just work... But as I booted up my laptop it started beeping. Alarmingly loud. Once it stopped (and I apologized to the people around me) I tried to type. None of the keys produced the effect they were supposed to. The "W" made this: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, and the "Backspace" made this: 222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222, and the "E" made nothing.
So I blinked at it for a few minutes.
Then I called Jon. I love Jon. Turns out he was on his way to the station - which is where I was headed because it was my next best location for writing this paper...

So he opened the things that shouldn't be opened and poked around and then said it looked like someone spilled Coke on the keyboard.

I wonder who that someone could have been?
The last person to use the computer was Bean and I know that she would never spill Coke on my laptop and then not tell me about it.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

So Jon (who we have established that I love) is letting me borrow a USB keyboard.
Bean is going to be here soon and then we can go home.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

I have a feeling that some cleaning is going to get done today and I'm not doing any of it.