Interesting concept

Nifty perspective on the effect of high tech communication.

There aren't many people I'm willing to get to know over the net. A person has to be pretty fascinating to get past my initial "people I already know" comfort zone. I don't comment on strangers' journals often, I don't go searching for new ones to read, and I DON'T do well with networking sites. But what I do read I read regularly, and the only person to whom I've ever complained about not posting often was the person I was most likely to talk to (in person or over the phone) about my day.

I fully subscribe to the salt-and-pepper relationship between email (and all other online communication) and face-to-face. They complement one another, and just because I have plenty of one doesn't mean I don't desire the other.

Short thought re: Keane

Self-centered as always, I know that it's his day and all, but I'm still thinking about the conundrums in my own head. I'm sorry in advance.

Listening to this song, I'm hearing sweet words about a person much like me, and feelings he professed not to have that I know I can trigger in others. I can't help wondering how I could get so much sustenance from a relationship that by his account is, if not one-sided, severely lopsided. Was I sustaining myself? If so, why him and only him? Theoretically, if it's all in my head, it could be anyone.

Your voice came out of nowhere
Be my friend and give me your hand
Let's take off together
And we can live wherever we land

Arrrrgh!

So there's one disadvantage to getting my room to myself.

They changed the locks today while I was at class. "Please pick up your new key at the housing office before 5 PM." Well, I didn't get out of class until 6 PM. And I didn't get back to my room until 6:30. I needed to get in to get stuff to do at work. And I had work at 7!

Sorted out, after a little pissed-off walk to Campus Safety and a short harangue, and waiting around until the last moment before I had to rush to work. Except I still don't have a key. That will have to wait at least until I get off work at 10, and maybe until tomorrow!

Grrrrr.

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Aww, time to leave work.... and I was watching Shada, too. (The story that was turned into Dirk Gently.)

The Doctor: "How many books did you bring back from Gallifrey anyway?!"

Prof. Chronotis: "Only the odd two or seven."