I am a twenty-something who is fifty years after his time. As such, I find the whole medium sort of lackluster. Until recently I actually did my best to avoid online chatting; it was only when I was in a long-distance relationship that it became a viable option. Since that's not likely to happen again, it really becomes superfluous now.
While I wouldn't give up the friends I've made online, I don't particularly like it as a form of communication and will, where possible, go out of my way to avoid it. I've been known to call friends who IM me, just so I can talk to them instead of chatting and I'm notorious for not sending txt messages, it's a wasted feature on my cell (which I only have in the first place because between the long distance plan and the discount Bell gives me on my phone and internet service, it works out to be cheaper to have one and not use it than not have it at all).
Specific complaints have been covered. My grammar isn't the best out there when I'm online, as I tend to fire off messages somewhat quickly; I also have a bad habit of unintentionally substituting hominems (ie 'you're' instead of 'your', 'their' instead of 'there'). So I am by no means perfect in my online communication; however, I do try to maintain a certain minimum level of spelling and grammar in my writing; I firmly believe that failing to do so implies a lack of respect.
Also, a/s/l. The whole concept needs to die. If you want to know who I am, ask me questions and get to know me. Being that most of my online handles convey a certain amount of masculinity, the instances I face that sort of AOL-ism are thankfully quite rare, but I still see it from time to time.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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