Number 7

From sunrise to sunset? Exactly how much do you think I play video games? I can't even remember the last time I played while the sun was up.

Number 1

It's really cold at 6 am. The burrito isn't much incentive to get up, because the only concern that my body has is that I get back into bed.
I did think that getting up early today for Marissa's challenge was a little bit easier than getting up that early for a class. Not because of incentive or consequences, because those are certainly more extreme for a class (especially my AI class, which is pretty much the hardest one I've ever taken). The real reason that it was easier today is that I know that I only have to do it once and I've satisfied the requirement. If I only had to get up and go to class one morning a semester I'd have no problem getting that over with.
And the sausage breakfast burrito is really spicy. I recommend sticking with the bacon one.
(In case you're not a subscriber, this is in response to my assigned life goals for the week.)

150

This is my 150th post. I thought I would waste it by simply announcing that.

The Israeli Formula

Last Christmas my brother Troy and I went to the mall by our house to look for Christmas presents. As we were walking around checking out the high school girls, we got stopped at one of those booths that they have for businesses that aren't going to last long enough to pay rent. This girl at the booth started telling us about all of these useless accessories that they make for cell phones. I probably wouldn't have listened to her, but she was so hot. She had dark hair and skin, and she had a hip style about her. She had this great accent, too. (We found out that she was from Israel.) Troy and I were totally hypnotized.
After flirting with her for about 20 minutes she convinced me to buy a microphone that clips on to the cell phone so that you can have it play over your car radio. A pretty handy thing, right? I bought three of them.
So this weekend my dad was in town visiting, and we had dinner at University Mall. My dad got stopped by a large breasted woman with pretty eyes at one of the booths. She had a pretty accent, so my dad asked where she was from. Israel. She convinced him to buy some nail care products even though he was embarrassed to be seen holding them. He bought three sets.
The moral of course is that if you have some product that can't sell itself based on its usefulness then all you have to do is put it in the hands of an Israeli girl and someone will buy it. You can at least count on the Casteels.

New Category

I think I'm going to have to make a new category on Provo Platinum for people who habitually post things that don't make any sense.