Got out of jury duty at noon. Yay!
I managed to chase after 2 trolley's, but, surprisingly enough, I made all of my SEPTA connections. Amazing.
More amazing: two things listed above were out of my control, but actually ended up working out. When was the last time that happened?
Stupid people were sitting behind me in jury duty. I felt like beating them. Unfortunately, random acts of violence are not ideal in a courthouse environment.
The Metro had 20 billion articles about the Bagdadian Statue. Yeah. They knocked the statue down. Um, yay? Go team? I got it the first time.
Crazy people were on SEPTA on the way back. Namely, a white trash chick who was alternating between rapping to herself and breaking into sobbing fits. I was mildly amused until she started rapping to herself. Then I just felt bad for her. Way to steal my sunshine, crazy girl.
That is all.