For the wages of sin are...

...2 free movie passes to catch any movie (as long as it's not a "no free list" movie, not a midnight movie, not a movie marathon and does not screen after 5pm on Saturdays). My golden (village) tickets arrived in the mail today. I have absolutely no integrity left.

*shrug*

I'm blogging from McDonalds! King Albert McDs to be exact. The wireless network's called Skynet. Any negative connotations that anyone can think about? Perhaps reference a movie that starred a certain Californian governer? Anyone?
Well...Sitting in the McDs listening to the chatter coming off the plasma screen TV is quite a lesson in overkill. I mean, there's only so many times you can listen to a Mcdonalds ad (ba da da da da...I'm lovin' it) before your brains dribble out of your ears or you lurch toward the counter to order a burger (would you like som fries with that?). That and the fact that in a show of patriotism, McDonalds is screening the NDP Reach Out for the Skies video every other ad...talk about ad nauseam. (Hur hur, the groans may begin now...) Then again, just saw a rather cute McDonalds ad where a boy is dancing around on his feet while waiting for the bathroom door to open. The tagline's drink 8 glasses of water a day...Hur hur...funny. No. Really. Funny.

The Mandarin version of Reach Out for the Skies is considerably lacking in the Y-chromosomed singer category...Guess Sylvester wasn't free to do this.

Now to actually get some work done.

Later...