Ah, this is what having wireless internet is all about. I'm hanging out in one of the first floor lobbies in A block because my room, at this time of day, is too hot for any life form except possible a few species of archae. I'm reading Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon (yes, I have things I really should do instead and yes, I'm a lazy bum). Coming upon the term "Van Eck phreaking" I get curious. So I pull out my pda and look it up.
Ah, another reason to be paranoid. I think a pda is probably too weak to spy on from any useful distance. Otherwise some guy with an antenna sitting in the bathroom across the hall from here might have the password for my mail and blog by now.