July 21, 2012:

Student staffs the yogurt shop. Arcade's so noisy she can't hear me, although I'm two feet away, as she jots notes on her reading assignment in a stenographer's green notebook.

No worries. I understand this. I studied in bowling alleys for the noise, worked hotel front desk for the alone time. She's cleverly combined the two in a single economical gesture.

I'll leave her alone.