Later, buying a snack at the convenience store, the clerk randomly asked if I was a student. I've been going there for over five years and don't think I've ever had a conversation beyond "please, no cucumbers on my sandwich".
Finally, getting some chocolate to express mail, I was listening to my headphones. I took them out when it was time to pay, but that guy at the counter asked what I was listening to. My iPod was on shuffle and the current track was an Aimee Mann song (from Magnolia). Not wanting to seem like the sort of person who needs to listen to really sensitive moody chocolate just to buy chocolate, I just said that it was on shuffle. And he was like, "but what are you listening to right now." So I had to explain the whole soundtrack/shuffle play situation.
In other news, I went to Elliott Bay tonight to see Frank Warren who organizes/edits/collects [?] postcards for PostSecret. It was interesting to hear him talk about the project, which seems to have become a sort of spiritual activity for him. I guess reading 40,000 secrets over the course of a couple years takes its toll.
Also Lost [!]. I can't wait for the geeks to decipher all of this stuff and put their findings on the internet tomorrow.