AIM

Sep 26, 2004 23:02

The other night, the internet went down and I thought my life was going to end. No, I didn't have a homework assignment to finish or a research paper to write, or anything remotely as important as those tasks.

I was going into AIM withdrawl.

I honestly don't know how I made it though 15 years of my life without AOL Instant Messenger. I currently regard AIM as vital to my existence as water, oxygen, sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll. And it's sad, really.

Most of the time that I'm signed on, I have an away message on because I'm not even at my computer. Why keep AIM signed on then, you might ask. Because. Because there is always that hope that someone wants to read my witty away message. Because maybe, just maybe, someone will IM me. Because I want my everchanging profile available for all to view whenver they deem good for them. Because I am a huge loser, that's why.

I love how most (with the exception of a few individuals)of my conversations begin with "hey," "hey," "what's up?" "not much, what's up with you?" I love that. It's almost like security, knowing that every convo will begin that way. It is stagnant and never changing and wonderful.

And I am a compulsive profile/away message checker. There is no better thrill than the one I get when I see that someone has a new song, quote, or link to porn on their profile. It's like it's my birthday or Christmas, or a day when I get some.

How did people communicate with each other before AIM?? The telephone? Pssh, awkward silences and forced conversation are totally not worth the time. And plus, you waste minutes. AIM = free goodness.

To conclude, AIM is AIM-azing. hahahahahaha.
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