Graspee_Leemoor's Journal: IRC sucked out my brain...

So, after a long time away from it I have been spending some time in the shady world of IRC again.

It all started because I was downloading the latest episodes of Hikaru No Go over IRC. The only group fansubbing it had stalled for ages, then announced that because the series was now licensed they weren't going to release the last 2 eps. Well, eventually they did, but they only had them available on an fserve on their IRC channel and only for a very limited time, so there I had to be.

Anyways up down and sideways, I started "using" IRC again, starting with visiting the channels of fansubbing groups to download the latest episodes, but ended up of course talking to people. Mistake!

The problem with IRC is that 95% of the time sitting in a channel everyone is idling while they download something from an fserve, so the fascinating conversation goes something like:

[dinadan] !list
[flipsideR] !list
[Illuvatar] !list
[-- adorable_yuki has quit (Read error: Operation timed out)
--- Kumagorou is now known as adorable_yuki
[adorable_yuki] !list
[-- dinadan ([e-mail]) has left #honobono
[-- Habbit[Server] has quit (Write error: connection closed)
[flipsideR] !An encounter with the girls repeated in the sunlight.
[adorable_yuki] !An encounter with the girls repeated in the sunlight.
--] fdf (~fdf@62.58.98.129) has joined #honobono
[-- Illuvatar has quit (Quit: -=SysReset 2.53=-)
[-- fdf has quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer)

Ooooooooooh, fascinating. I DO NOT THINK!

But of course sometimes you get into interesting conversations with people, sometimes they even seem to be adorable chix from exotic regions of the world (even though they're really hairy truck drivers from Texas), so you keep watching the text scroll by, waiting for the next interesting thing to happen, sometimes even desperately thinking up ways to start conversations that don't sound aol lame.

So, just like with muds and MMORPGs you sit there and waste your whole life in front of a glowing Xchat display. (Or, if you are more 1337 you waste your time in front of a glowing bitchx display, but whatever).

Before you know it you have a pile of dishes on the floor as high as the computer, your family and any friends you have in real life have reported you missing to the police, you don't know whether it's am or pm or where in the world you are....

I bet these people you hear about who meet their one true love on IRC and get married spend all their time on a sofa, facing each other, each waiting in case they other says something interesting. Maybe then their love grows stale and they have to use computers in different rooms and talk on IRC to breath life back into their romance.

Have to go now, an interesting conversation started on IRC. (Yes, really).

graspee