Have you ever encountered a stranger who is unable to stop talking for more than a few seconds, even in a situation where it is inappropriate to do so? I suspect that they do this because their heads will blow off from all the pressure of not talking.
Me? I'm a "keep to myself" type who only really talks to people if:
A) I know them well
B) there are common-interest items that I have to talk about.
People who I don't know that repeatedly try to talk to me because I'm the only one there -- even when I go out of my way to look otherwise engaged -- make me want to blow their heads off.
This means you, Lady At Physical Therapy Who Bugs Everyone To Death.
The author lives in Vancouver, Washington, USA with his girlfriend and a menagerie of cats, rats, fish, birds, guinea pigs and robots.
Among other inanities, he strives to use investigative techniques to work young starlet breasts into every aspect of rational discourse -- focusing on the discourse, thus making it not perverted. Also, has recently begun a career as "Internet hairstylist."
He can be contacted via email and Jabber IM at 'firstname.lastname@example.org'. He likes to be contacted.
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