Hello! Happy Halloween! I updated my archive tab! It has the beginnings of a screenshot archive of my Instagram. You can’t click through the thumbnails yet — I’m not quite sure if that’s how I’ll organize it when the time comes — but it’s quite the trip, scrolling through my old works like that.
And I’m glad I screenshotted my page when I did, because I deleted IG off my phone in a fit of rage the other day. It was because, of all things, Meta started flexing that they could start seeing that my burner account wasn’t actually in Japan. It was tolerable as long as it kept to fashion and travel ads but…after a few days it started very aggressively reccomending me to reconnect with exes (SPECIFICALLY exes) and giving me grotesque “impoverished Hispanic” ad clusters. It was so cartoonishly stalkerish it was unreal. It hurt my pride as an internet weirdo, and it hurt my pride as a Latino. I don’t have to take that!
Nobody does!
The consequence, though, is that no longer have access to my old IG. I wasn’t using it but…it’s still a loss. I *have* been trying to change my password the past few years, but it never went through. And it’s the same with my old Twitter. It’s like two factor authentication doesn’t even mean anything anymore. While theoretically, this could be rectified with connections at Meta and Twitter, the time, energy, and resources necessary to get something like that would be better spent on literally anything else.
The way I see it is, Zuckerburg and Musk owe me unlimited credit and two thousand bucks. But those creepy bastards will never pay up.
It’s whatever.
I mean, that’s what having a website is for, right?
Right.
May your spirits be friendly and your harvest bountiful! Thanks for reading.