Before landing on this page, you and I were only separated by a mere three degrees. Now we can be one on the web. That's not the definition of technological singularity but it should be.
With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will be some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!
Your Pal Mal
Last night between Fanelli’s and toying with Tribeca Grand and cabbing to Jane hotel we stopped at Ally’s for some faculty and peachy chews. She painted my nails ballet slipper pink with gold sparkles. One of my rosh hashanah resolutions is to take better care of my physical self: I’ve been keeping my nails done up, stopping in Sabon bi weekly for their lavender apple salt scrub sessions, brushing my hair, using coffee grounds to exfoliate in the shower, and actually taking off my make-up before falling asleep. That whole routinely working out bit is next on the list, just taking things one step at a time here. Now off to taking better care of my spiritual self. Easy fastin’ yall.
