Can't... write

Would someone care to give me an early Christmas present of about half an hour of concentration? I have a page to write for my poetry class before I go to this concert tonight and I simply cannot get myself to write it. I meant to have it written this morning. Then this afternoon. Then before 3:30 so I could go downtown with people. Then before 5 so I could make it downtown in time to buy photo paper. And now, I want it done before 6:30 because doors are at 8:30 and I want to eat before I go. Omgwtf. I just... can't bring myself to care enough about this class. I have never had so much of a problem thinking of something to say. Something, anything... but no! No, apparently deep down in my subconscious, listening to The Crane Wife again and taking a nap is a better idea. I mean... I know that consciously too, but still! I need to get this done because I don't want to fail! Please someone force me to care?

P.S. Andrew Bird!!! I can't wait!

P.P.S. Temperature for the Decemberists concert approximately two weeks ago: 28.
Temperature tonight: 56. What the heck? (Not that I'm complaining. This happy weather is keeping me going.)