Maryna's all so lovable cat - who I hate at this very moment - jumped onto my laptop's keyboard and smashed the space bar. It is working, but seems permanently damaged, as the key doesn't spring back up like it is supposed to.
This kind of thing eats me up inside, because every time I sit to type something, I'll hit the spacebar and remember how it was broken. The only method that I've ever found to subdue my anger in instances like these, is to replace the broken instrument as quickly as possible.
Arggghhh!!! $129 replacement. I swear, if he ever comes near my computer again, I'll take him out into the country and leave him there.
Stupid freaking cat.
