At one point back in the 1990s, I was that guy whose desk looked like a rat king’s nest of SCSI and ribbon cables, half-eaten junk food, floppy disks and burnt CDs, spare components, and discarded Vimpto fizzy drink cans. Tools, screws and other miscellanea like copies of PC Gamer magazine and half-painted Warhammer 40,000 Chaos Space Marine miniatures covered whatever bare bits of the desk threatened to peek out. Venture under the desk and you’d be met with horrors that not even the Dungeon Dimensions would house.
Over the decades since I’ve become obsessed with keeping my PC gaming desk as clean and serene as possible. The idea of sitting down to play some PC games while surrounded by mess and in constant view of clutter is now anathema to me.
