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I’m sitting on the 5th floor of the Tim Curry Justice Center.

Literally, on the floor. There are about 49 others jurors in my pool and 180 on this floor so we’re packed pretty tightly. I had a delicious lunch of calamari and bread pudding. YUM!

Isn’t Tim Curry a British actor? I’m pretty sure he was in one of my favorite childhood movies, “The Worst Witch.”

I so loved that movie. It’s about a young girl that gets sent away to a magic academy for witches. She’s a bad witch; not mean, just clumsy and forgetful. The other witches give her a hard time and in the end, Tim Curry, who is the Grand Warlock of the school recognizes her for her effort and courage. It’s great! My favorite part is the scene where they have flying lessons. I used to get our broom out and put it on the floor so I could practice with Mildred. I also used to try to make my cat, Symba, fly with me. She was never very interested. The coolest part was the flying instructors red, thigh-high leather boots. I suppose my taste has always been a little risqué.

I can’t wait to be done with this! I’m a little tired of blogging, my battery is running low and I’m ready for a post-lunch nap. I suppose, if I had Tiger blood running through my veins like Charlie Sheen, none of this would be an issue. Fortunately for me, I do have my sanity and I don’t have drugs clouding my mind…well, clindymicin doesn’t count. That’s for the spider bite in my ear.

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