Since I first got my own computer – shortly after moving out of home at nineteen – I’ve chatted online. From the early days using ICQ, through to MSN and Google Chat, I remain a nearly daily chatter, currently making use of Pidgin (PC), Xabber (Android) and various XMPP accounts.
When I first started to use chat I learned very swiftly what my comfort limits were. I liked talking with with friends – not strangers randomly bothering me, or the occasional bot. Hence I’ve always set things up so a request needs to be accepted first, and then we’re off
Whether it’s been for querying Apollo if we need milk; catching up with what Kiana’s been up to; saying hi to Hylas; or talking dirty with m’Lady, my chat focus is on the people who are important to me in some way. Currently my Pidgin has all of 20 people in it, arranged into four groups. (In days past, I’d have easily over 100, but I’ve gotten pickier over the years.)
Random ‘A/S/L’ queries have never done it for me, whether in a message on a dating site or elsewhere. So if I’m chatting with you, you know I value you in my life: you’re someone that I want to keep up with more than regular Twitter updates, and definitely more than (very sporadic and mostly missed) Facebook news.
If I seek you out on chat? You’re important to me. But if you’re in my life and you seek me out? Even better.
Filthy chats from the past
Why chat is so important
Want to chat with me? Drop me a line and I’ll give you my address.