desktop dump interlude
à la fellow NYU Tisch Photo Alumna
Here’s an idea of where we’re at:
In no particular order, I’ll comb through some highlights before either sorting them into their appropriate digital homes or giving them what I call the ‘Konmari Kiss’ where you thank something for the purpose it has served in your life, then dispose with gratitude.
Inside you there are two wolves and they make for a great mashup mix. I keep threatening to teach myself some DJ software because you must create the mashups you want to see in the world. Until then, this aphex X ari mix works.
I’ve been dying to go to Dollywood for years. I recently discovered you can walk through the whole park on Google Maps. Sometimes I wander through the the virtual misters to feel something.
My now boyfriend and I stayed at this AirBnb in Hudson, NY last fall. I saved this photo from the web listing after the trip because I love him and I loved this trip and having this photo on my desktop is a comforting reminder of our time there. Why wouldn’t I just save one of the many photos I took of us on the trip instead of the generic photo from the listing? idk
One of my more shameful hobbies is saving digital scraps I find from the deeply unwell people in the comment section of celeb’s IG posts. What makes someone like this? In another life I am a mental health professional, in this life I’m merely a spectator.
A screenshot of Lil B answering my desperate DM only 5 years after me sending it. I’ll hit him back in 2029 if I don’t delete my twitter account this weekend. I think I’m gonna delete my twitter account this weekend.
I would love to know what I did to earn the Respect and Responsibility ribbon in what I’m guessing is… 2nd grade? Kinda crazy that at this point in my life I already had like, 95% of the friends I still have as an adult. I’m very grateful for my friends.
And in case you were worried about this post getting a little too sincere, don’t fret! There’s so much extremely stupid stuff on my desktop too:
From the time I got really stoned and couldn’t figure out why eBay wouldn’t accept my bid for this Meygan Bratz doll
From the time a dude who turned out to be a literal serial killer started asking to drive me home every day. The chef at the cafe where I was working at the time thought it would be funny to give this creepy guy my number (it wasn’t funny) because the creepy guy would frequently come into my workplace looking for me. May they all rot in actual hell <3
Couldn’t end a murder-y note so here’s a good tiktok shitpost instead.
I totally get why Molly does these, I feel cleansed. Keep an eye out for future desktop dumps from me because I have roughly infinity more photos to clean out.
ttyl
xo Mal