Being a distance student, I don't often go into the University Library here in Dunedin (and this time I've found all the books I need for my essay in the public library, as it happens) but when I do, it always amazes me how many of the students leave their laptops lying around while they go off and chat, or go to the loo, or get something to eat or drink. I guess if Mummy or Daddy have bought the laptop then the students don't have any sense of having had to work to pay for the thing, or maybe they think that there's a special student laptop insurance that applies in their case - and of course Mummy and Daddy will be dealing with that anyway.
I've only used my laptop in the library a couple of times, and I don't think either time had anything to do with studying. It just happened to be a pleasant place to do some writing. If I remember rightly, one of the occasions was when I was working on the script for the musical. It was early in the piece, when I was trying to get an overall structure to the thing, before my collaborator came in on the scene and gave the whole venture the real kickstart it needed.
The script is sitting on the computer at the moment, feeling a bit neglected. Work on the university paper I'm doing has tended to take up most of my brain time, though I'm getting a little frustrated at not getting on with the composing side of things for the musical, and I can see me pushing that into the mix even though I should be giving time to the paper.
It's the problem of having two interesting things to juggle at the same time. I've never been terribly good at the actual physical art of juggling, though I did spend quite a few weeks practicing at one point. Just couldn't seem to get past that stage where you're worrying over what's happening next and into the point where you start to relax. It's something I'd like to be able to do, because it's quite a healthy thing: not just the physical arm movements, but picking up the balls continually is physically demanding. Well the balls are still sitting in my wardrobe waiting.....
Photo of Tom James, the unicycle juggler, by Les Chatfield