Tuesday, August 27, 2002

I still can't get used to the sight of people walking around airports talking to...someone via a cell phone microphone, looking off into space and avoiding eye contact with people in their realspace. It's a little weird, watching people whose attention and focus is so obviously not here. The lady sitting next to me is very quiet for minutes at a time, and then jolts me with a blast of speech for which I have no context. There's got to be a slang word for this. 9:17:35 PM

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