Musings on my neverending quest for sugar

First day of classes...

Not as exciting now, I suppose, compared to all of the excitement happening down in New Orleans. There's nothing like a freak force of nature to remind us how small and insignificant we really are. But that's part of the human spirit, I suppose - being wonderfully resilient. Might take us a bit longer this time, though. I hope everyone is going to make a donation to the Red Cross or help volunteer or something, because it's a huge effing mess.

In other first-week-of-school excitement news, I just received an order of art supplies from Cheap Joe's and I was wondering why the box of canvas panels was so big and SO heavy. Turns out that they sent me thirteen 3-packs of panels instead of five! Normally, being my stingy self, I would just revel in my luck of getting 24 extra canvas panels for free (credit card wasn't charged for them), but Cheap Joe's is such a nice and cute company, I couldn't help but contact them about their mistake.

The first time I ordered from them, they sent me some cute poems about spring, as well as a little packet of flowerseeds (which I have yet to plant). Every time you order from them, they include a card thanking you for being such a great customer (awwww..). Even though their prices beats any other art stores out of the water, if you don't count start-of-semester sales in Pasadena, LOL. And just now, when I opened up the sketchbox of my new French easel, I found a wood palette and a book on plein air (outdoor) painting. Nothing on the description said that they were going to include that. It's like Christmas every time you order from them. Or, I suppose it's like a box of chocolates.....

So, being a supernice and cute company guilt trips your customers into being nice to you too. Fact.

posted by sugarfiend @ 3:56 PM 0 comments

*snort*

The best insults I have come across in a very very long time, courtesy of a ridiculous Michelle Kwan thread on FSU:

Consume feces and expire.

Depart and perform a deviant sexual act alone.

posted by sugarfiend @ 12:21 AM 0 comments

I hate moving

Moving involves carrying heavy boxes, making your room a mess, stubbed toes, cut fingers, and dropping your computer monitor down half a flight of stairs.

Obviously the monitor survived the fall. Boy, was I glad I had wrapped it up in my mattress pad and stuck my shoes in the box with it so nothing moved around when it took that tumble. Although, the screen is a little bit crooked. Can't decide whether it's the screen or the desk though.

Will wait to transport refrigerator and microwave when it's not as sunny. Ugh.

posted by sugarfiend @ 2:56 PM 0 comments

Strange time for an all-nighter....

But at least a positive aspect of being the only student in the computer lab at this godforsaken hour fighting with printers and computers is enjoying uber-sugarified coffee with Larry the server guy, who's also probably pulling an all-nighter trying to fix Pomona's webserver. Or, wait around staring at the computer screen while it's scanning everything and try to figure out what the heck it's really doing.

Ah, computers. The more you use them the more you realize how crazy they really are...

posted by sugarfiend @ 2:49 AM 0 comments