dragonlady7

it's a typical saturday morning. i'm listening to the Twinemen and the Tragically Hip (iTunes sorted by playcount; we're in the 3 section and it's secondarily sorted by artist name). Dave's just out of the shower, lying on my bed in his underwear with a sodden towel around his shoulders dripping onto my duvet. He's got his laptop and I'm at my desk across from him.
He's instant-messaging me quotes from an interview with David Byrne of the Talking Heads, and we're discussing them. Not out loud. No, in writing.
I can hear our message notification sounds going simultaneously. Our monitors are nearly back-to-back, and I can watch him read my responses.

What unnerves me about this is not that it's so weird. No. It's that we do this ALL THE TIME, and I once mentioned it to a co-worker and she was absolutely horrified.
What's wrong with it? We're talking, aren't we? It's easier to converse about things involving hyperlinks and the text on webpages if we just send it by IM.

It's rather more cozy than it sounds. Stop looking at me like that.