Gimme’ A Juicebox.

A week ago-ish, Coffee and I were desperately trying to find someone in the United States of America to purchase something for us online and ship it to us in Canada. I didn’t post the link at that point, simply because I feared (knowing my friends as I do) that I’d end up with five friends buying me five sets and I’d have to take out a loan to pay everyone back, in addition to procuring a second storage unit to keep them all out of the way as the house-showing continued. It was a moot point, at any rate, because the items sold out VERY quickly.

I signed up for the “be notified when this item is back in stock” and, late last night, email appeared telling me that it was available to order. After making shrieky noises of glee, I realized that it was nearly midnight (my time) and possibly too late to get in touch with a lot of the people who sent me email offering to purchase them for me. I started off making phone calls to Willow – using her home, office, cell – but didn’t leave a message. I didn’t want HER to come home and order the stuff if I had managed to get in touch with someone else in the meantime. Then I emailed Flippy a mostly-coherent message in which I tried to contain my rising hysteria. And then Coffee called his sister and she ordered two sets for us. Phew.

The item in question is a six-pack of Juiceboxes. Six of them for $25 USD. We ordered two packages – one for Coffee and one for me. They are highly hackable, y’see, and I had recently read some articles about the various projects that can be made from them. My first project is going to be a digital photo frame because, well, I’ve always wanted one. Making one myself would ROCK MY SOCKS OFF.

If anyone else ends up purchasing one, I’d love to hear what your plans are for a project.

Sadly, I’m not going to be able to start the project until we MOVE DAMMIT. MOVE MOVE MOVE.