My name is Andrew Pile. I work at Vimeo.
kateheffernan:

Tumblr Mosaic Viewer has just made it infinitely easier for me to explain why I have a tumblr.
I’m the type of person who worries about forgetting things. Not like, forgetting my keys (which I do a lot) but when I’m really happy, really sad, busy, crazy or in love - I worry I’ll forget that feeling. Even when nothing important at all is going on, I worry that down the road, in ten years or whatever, I won’t be able to remember what I was like and what my life was like. I have this feeling already about high school. I don’t remember why I made the decisions I did or what I really cared about and that really freaks me out.
This is super cheesy, I know.
I’m not really a writer (as you can see from this post) but I want to document things in a way that feels organic and that captures what I’m doing even if what I’m doing isn’t something monumental that feels worthy of documentation. I post stupid shit to my tumblr but that’s what makes it perfect for me. Because I post all this unimportant stuff, I can look back over a year ago to March 2009 and remember that I ate dinner at Whisk and Ladle with Andrew, Amir, Rosie and Sarah, that I had bangs, that Anna and I made a truly epic dinner, Andrew and I went skiing in Stowe, Julia got help from Andrew on her computer homework, that I was obsessed with Obama (hasn’t changed) and I, like many other women my age, was under misconception that 500 Days of Summer was going to be a good movie.
I don’t think I would have remembered that stuff if I hadn’t posted it. 

I’ve always liked the archive feature, this revised version is fantastic. It’s funny how your brain can jumble up memories. Most of this page feels out of order to me. Next month will be my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr!

kateheffernan:

Tumblr Mosaic Viewer has just made it infinitely easier for me to explain why I have a tumblr.

I’m the type of person who worries about forgetting things. Not like, forgetting my keys (which I do a lot) but when I’m really happy, really sad, busy, crazy or in love - I worry I’ll forget that feeling. Even when nothing important at all is going on, I worry that down the road, in ten years or whatever, I won’t be able to remember what I was like and what my life was like. I have this feeling already about high school. I don’t remember why I made the decisions I did or what I really cared about and that really freaks me out.

This is super cheesy, I know.

I’m not really a writer (as you can see from this post) but I want to document things in a way that feels organic and that captures what I’m doing even if what I’m doing isn’t something monumental that feels worthy of documentation. I post stupid shit to my tumblr but that’s what makes it perfect for me. Because I post all this unimportant stuff, I can look back over a year ago to March 2009 and remember that I ate dinner at Whisk and Ladle with Andrew, Amir, Rosie and Sarah, that I had bangs, that Anna and I made a truly epic dinner, Andrew and I went skiing in Stowe, Julia got help from Andrew on her computer homework, that I was obsessed with Obama (hasn’t changed) and I, like many other women my age, was under misconception that 500 Days of Summer was going to be a good movie.

I don’t think I would have remembered that stuff if I hadn’t posted it. 

I’ve always liked the archive feature, this revised version is fantastic. It’s funny how your brain can jumble up memories. Most of this page feels out of order to me. Next month will be my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr!

April 30, 2010 1:41pm

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