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
1990s computer world.
Tonight my friend Meredith and I were just hanging out on the internet when she invited me to a Real Sex Chatroom. I thought these sorts of things died out alongside AOL 2.0, hotmail accounts and compuserve during the dark ages of the internet, but I guess not. So far nothing too exciting has happened aside from some cool advertisements for hot pictures of little boys (gross!) I will keep you guys updated if things get rolling.
UPDATE: Despite pretending to be 15, a 22/m/tx IMd me asking for picz plze so I just used an angry looking chubby goon from the something awful forums as my photo. He was totally into it.
UPDATE 2: The fact that Meredith chose geocities to host her site actually brings some clarity as to why she’s lurking around “Real Sex Chatrooms” and is pretty fitting with the title of this post.
