Yeah, so, I have jury duty tomorrow.
I know. I know. It’s OK to be jealous.
Funny story about this. I actually had jury duty a few weeks ago, but I forgot about it. It turns out San Francisco frowns upon that sort of behavior. This means I have to report to the Hall of Justice Tuesday morning. There’s no calling in to see if my group has been selected. I’m selected.
Mighty, mighty good man David has been trying to convince me to channel my inner-Liz Lemon and wear my Princess Leia wig to jury duty. It’s pretty tempting; however, I don’t think that’s crazy enough to get me out of jury duty in San Francisco. I will probably just answer every question by standing up and yelling, “I OBJECT!” Or maybe I will get my Jack Nicholson on with the ol’ classic, “You can’t handle the truth!”
So anyway, I know what you are thinking, “You have jury duty on Election Day? When are you going to vote?”
Don’t worry, everyone. I will still have time to throw my vote away on third party candidates before the polls close.
Good gawd, I can’t wait until the election is over.
I really hope Obama wins. I think Romney is horrible person, and I hate it when bad behavior is rewarded.
I’m also petrified of the direction the country will go in if Romney wins. Oh, that reminds me … If Romney wins will government workers come to my home immediately and take away my birth control and force me to have rape babies, or do I have a few more months? Hopefully, I’ll get a little notice. The house is a mess.
You know what? Let’s not think about it. Here’s a cute photo of Homer playing Star Trek Catan on Saturday night.