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  • Mood: Relief
  • Listening to: Linkin Park
  • Reading: My own work
  • Watching: Law and Order: SVU
  • Playing: Jak 3
  • Eating: Fried bologna sandwiches
  • Drinking: Gatorade

All right, so I am about halfway through jury duty and it looks like I might get through jury duty without having sat on a single jury.  Here is my account of my experience.

The first morning I got up at the lovely young hour of 6AM.  I was pretty tired.  One of the first things I did was get my Voltage out of the fridge and take a sip.  I got ready to go and left the house at just after 7.  I left myself plenty of time to get there in case the traffic was bad, but at that hour of the morning, there’s no one out.  I made it downtown without a problem and parked as high up as I could in the parking deck, even higher than the sheriff cars and unmarked police cars.  They were all Ford Taurus.  Lol.  Now I will be suspicious whenever I see a Taurus. 

So I walked into the courthouse and it didn’t take long to get through security. They ran my bag through the scanner and took my pepper spray, then put me through the metal detector.  Every single person set it off.  Of course my bra set it off, but they gave me no issues.  They scanned me with the wand and let me on through.  I followed an older woman up the stairs since she seemed to know where she was going.  We got in line and they handed everyone some paperwork to fill out and assigned us numbers.

I walked into the jury room and there were couches lining the walls and at least a hundred kid desks crammed very close together in the room.  I sat at one and didn’t take long to fill out the paperwork.  I got to skip anything that said ‘spouse’ on it, since that doesn’t apply to me.  When I was done I took out my fill-in book and made small talk with the woman beside me who was working on crosswords.  She told me she was a social worker with ICE.  I was impressed.  That’s pretty official.

After a while a guy named Rob came in and stood at the podium to start explaining things.  He gave his speech and the judge still wasn’t there, so he started rambling to fill the time.  He told us about an older judge who had retired.  I think his name was Price.  He told us that they used to pay 25 cents a mile and 20$ a day, and how they had reduced it to 5 cents a mile and 10$ a day due to budget cuts.  He also told us that 18 of us were going to be chosen at random to be on the grand jury, which would meet 3 week in the next month or two, and he gave us the dates.  When the district attorney got there she made a speech, mainly about how much she wanted jury duty and lamented that she had never been called.  LOL.

Finally the judge showed up, but almost as soon as he walked to the podium and put his phone down on the desk it started vibrating.  The microphone made it very loud.  He laughed and apologized, saying that the reason he was late was the alarm had been triggered at his house and he was trying to sort it out with the alarm company.  He pulled out the computer and started calling out the names for grand jury.

A little after halfway, he called my name.  My reaction was a slightly loud “Oh my God, you have got to be kidding me.”  Several people laughed.  I stood there thinking FML…  So once he had finished calling all 18 names, he asked if there was anyone who had a conflict with the dates provided.  My hand shot up the fastest and he called me forward to give my reason.  I just told him tearfully that the last week was the one that my mom and I were going on vacation and we had already paid and it was non-refundable.  He said he’d let me out and I went to sit back down.  The lady from ICE leaned over to me and asked “Do you feel better now?”  I just nodded and tried to get my heart rate to return to normal.  I had just about had a panic attack when he said my name.

So all in all, he let 5 of us out and called more names to replace us.  One of the women he called wasn’t there, and she he issued a warrant for her.  On the last name he called two women stood up, so we had to sort out that issue.  Both women had the same first and middle names and the last names were almost the same: Ware and Ward.  Ward was told to sit down, and she looked relieved.  So he called one more name, and they went off to wherever grand juries go.  The remaining 139 of us were arranged into 20 panels of 7 people each.  I was put on panel 8.

They all left the jury room and we were told to wait for further instructions.  I took out my book and started reading.  They came in and dismissed panels 17-20, saying their case had pled out.  A few minutes later 13-16 were told their case pled out and they could leave.  The lady from ICE was on 13, so she told me to have a good day and left.

I went back to my book and waited and waited and waited, and finally when all the other groups had been called away or dismissed, panels 5-8 were called to Judge Griffin’s court, the same judge from before.  We started jury selection on a murder case.  One of the ladies beside me, Millie something, a retired school board lady, mentioned how amazing it was that my first time on jury duty and I got a murder case.  The prosecutor got to ask us questions and then the defense attorney got his turn.  The whole question and answer thing took quite a while.  But that time it was almost 1 and I was STARVING.  The judge told us to go back to the jury room and they would hash out who they wanted.

About 20 minutes after that, they told us to just go ahead and go to lunch and they would have their answer by the time we got back.  We were told to be in the jury room by 2:30.  I rushed around trying to get people to eat lunch with me since I didn’t want to walk around that neighborhood by myself.  Everyone I asked was going home for lunch, and I ended up alone anyway.  I caught up to one girl just outside the court house after chasing her down about 3 flights of stairs and a half a city block and asked her to lunch.  She said she was going home, but asked me suddenly if I remembered her.  I told her no, but then she said her name.  Katie Vega.  I remember her immediately, but she looks like a completely different person now.  I haven’t seen her since I was 12, in sixth grade homeroom.  She had glasses, curly black hair, and was a skinny rail back then.  Now she has dyed and straightened her hair, wears contacts, and has put on quite a few pounds.  It’s no wonder I didn’t recognize her.

So, I was told by both my parents that I should go to Scott Street Deli, so I walked up the street past the courthouse thinking it was that way.  I was wrong.  I ducked into a run-down library and asked directions from the clerk.  She told me to go down to Scott Street and take a right.  I followed her instructions, but was not so sure when I saw Hull Street.  Hull Street is where 60% of the murders happen in Montgomery, so I was not sure I wanted to be in that part of town, especially alone.  I asked a girl that was loitering at a construction site/apartment complex and she looked it up on her phone.  She told me that it was just past Hull Street on the right side of Scott Street.  I cautiously walked past the staring construction workers and a random garbage truck that was not moving.  I got to the deli and it said grocery on the outside.  I thought she had got it wrong and was about to turn around when I saw the small sign reading ‘deli.’ 

I ducked in and it smelled good, like freshly baked bread.  A little creepy with the bars on the windows and door.  I went up to the counter and ordered.  The lady asked me what I wanted on my salad and made it for me, then I went across to pay.  I laid my food down at one of two empty tables when two women from panels 5-8 called that I could sit at their table if I wanted.  I joined them and realized that I had forgotten to get a drink, so I did that, paid, and sat down to eat.  They were almost finished, but they didn’t mind waiting while I ate since we had a while and they were enjoying the AC.

When I finally finished my salad I was positively stuffed and we started the walk back to the courthouse.  I felt a lot safer now that I wasn’t by myself.  At one point I ran across the street before them and got separated by a sudden onslaught of traffic down Hull Street.  When they finally got over to the other side one of the joked that I was definitely the youngest of the jurors.  That was almost true, since Katie Vega and I tied for youngest.  It was kind of weird being around so many people who were older than me.  I felt a little out of place.

So after we got back we sat around the jury room till just about 3.  While we were waiting, a woman 3 rows behind got my attention and asked me where I worked.  I told her Mathnasium.  She said that one of her students was a tutor and gave me her name.  I didn’t know the girl, but we talked for a few minutes.  Then we were called back into the courtroom.  We had to wait outside for a few minutes and I talked to the woman again.  She was laughing about my “you’ve got to be kidding me” comment.  I told her I didn’t realize it had been so loud.  She said she had teacher ears.  She apparently teaches Latin at LAMP and I told her how much I had enjoyed Latin at ACA.

We got called into the courtroom and as soon as we filed in and sat down, the judge explained that they had eliminated too many jurors from our pool and that they didn’t have enough left for a jury.  We were all dismissed.  I happily walked down the stairs and picked up my pepper spray from security before leaving and walking to the parking deck.  I hit the elevator button and waited and waited and waited.  I said it was there but the doors never opened.  Finally I gave up and walked up the 10 flights of stairs to my car in 98 degree heat.  Needless to say, I was out of breath and sweating profusely by the time I got to my car.

When I got home I walked in and the first thing I did was get a Tervis full of water and down the entire thing in a short time.  I ended up drinking 3 of them that day.  After dinner I looked up the case and found a short article saying that the defendant had skipped bail the first trial and this was his second.  It just said that he had killed the victim during an argument.  There was an article in the paper this morning about it that gives a little more information.  Here it is:

www.montgomeryadvertiser.com/s…

Mom looked at the picture of the guy and asked me if that was what he looked like in court.  In short, no.  He had had his hair done, he was clean-shaven, and wearing nice fancy clothes.  He looked nothing like his picture in the paper.  She just shrugged and said “typical.”

Well, I have been dismissed every day since that first day, and tomorrow is no exception.  The website says that all jurors who are not already on a case will be excused Thursday and Friday.  I’ll keep checking back, but I think I am done with jury duty.  An interesting week off work I guess.

Later.

 

Rachel

  • Mood: Panic
  • Listening to: Linkin Park
  • Reading: Fanfiction
  • Watching: Law and Order: SVU
  • Playing: Tales of Xillia 2
  • Eating: Chicken salad mmmm
  • Drinking: Water
Hi there.  Long time no hear from me, huh?  I'm pretty good, just been catching up on sleep and TV and video games since I got off school for the summer.  At some point I'll catch up with dA too.  I made all As this semester.

So, the reason I got back on here was that I just had a rather strange experience that I wanted to share.  Thursday, I got up and was sleepy because I've been sick and not sleeping well.  Dad started out the door to go to work and started backing back in.  I was like wtf, and he closed the door real fast.  He called my attention to a swarm of flying stinging things that were hovering around the house.  We watched them out the window while Dad was on the phone with an exterminator and they started getting in the house.  First there was only one, but then more and more.

Long story short, the exterminator came out and examined the situation and determined that contrary to what Dad had thought, it was a swarm of honeybees, not yellow jackets or hornets.  And it is illegal to kill honeybees because they pollinate the crops of apples and other things grown in Alabama.  We were told we would have to call out a beekeeper to remove the hive and all the bees.

Dad called up an organization of beekeepers he found on the internet and they gave him the name of the closest one to us, a man that lives in Hope Hull, about an hour away.  Dad called and the man got here to examine it.  He went up in the attic and found a few.  It seems most of them ended up in my parents room and bathroom.  Luckily it wasn't mine.  Otherwise I think I would have to go live with someone else for a while.  I was definitely happy to go to work.

So while I was at work, they went around the house and were looking for the source, when they heard a loud humming noise along the side of the house.  Lo and behold, the home hive is not in our house.  It's in the wall of the psycho neighbors house.  HAHA.  They have a problem.  A huge hive.  It's soo big that it outgrew the place that it was and was sending out scouts looking for a place to start a new hive.  Lol.  I don't really feel too sorry for them.  They've caused us a lot of grief, so it's nice that they are the ones having a misfortune this time.

We had a man come out and seal all the cracks in our house this morning, and he was quiet so I didn't get woken up.  I got a nice little sleep.  Unfortunately, necessary home repair is going to tap us out again financially, so I'm going to work as many hours as I can to save up money for school.  I worked a 5 hour shift on Thursday, so that should help a little.  If I'm lucky I might even break 100$ per check.

Also, I have jury duty in 16 days.  I've never had it before so I was kind of excited to get it in the mail.  I saw the jury duty thing in the mail and it was covered up, but I smiled real pretty when I saw it was my name.  About time.  lol.  I've been eligible for almost 10 years and never been called.  It's about time they took notice of my existence.  :D  I'm sure I'll hate it, but I'm still excited to add a new experience to my repertoire.  :D  Wish me luck!

Rachel
  • Mood: Panic
  • Listening to: Linkin Park
  • Reading: Fanfiction
  • Watching: Law and Order: SVU
  • Playing: Tales of Xillia 2
  • Eating: Chicken salad mmmm
  • Drinking: Water
This is the biggest calamity that I have ever faced in my life, and I am honestly at a loss for what to do to fix this.  All I can do is just hang my head and cry.  I've done that about 20 times today.  I go through a cycle of emotions, from utter disbelief that this could even happen, to sheer panic about what's going to happen next, to painful self-pity, to fury that this could happen to me when I am so close to accomplishing my goals, to guilt that I even exist.  How dare anything stand in my way of graduating?  All I want is to get my degree.  Why must I be derailed again when I am at the top of my class?

Wondering what the hell happened?  Me too.  Let me tell my story.

I was actually having a pretty good day today.  I went to class and we had a rather comical class discussion about snake phobias.  Typical end of the semester high that we all get.  It's almost summer and we are all looking forward to some time off.  I got home and my dad came home from the grocery store about 20 minutes later.  He immediately got on the phone with the bank.  The grocery store had declined his debit card when he went to pay for the food for dinner.  Luckily he had 20$ in his pocket.  So he called the bank and was told that the reason the card was declined is because our account is empty.  In fact it had been overdrawn by almost 100$.

Yes, my parents are broke.  And so am I.  There is no money.  The best case scenario is that we have had our identity stolen.  The school had a security breach and all students Social Security numbers, addresses, phone numbers, card numbers, etc were leaked.  The school retained credit fixing companies just in case someone got a hold of that information, and sent out a letter that they would fix it if something happened.  I am praying that is what happened and we get whatever money we lost back.

Honestly though, I think paying for school and not making much money finally caught up to us.  I don't see any way that I am going to be able to go to school for quite a while.  Hence my self-pity.  I won't be able to get a job if I don't have a degree, and I can't get a degree without selling a kidney.  So I'm really just screwed.  I hate my life right now.  Why did this happen?

I hate to go the route of blaming God, but I feel like he's just playing with me.  Haven't I passed enough tests to even earn a lousy Bachelor's degree???  I've given it countless hours, countless dollars, 9 years of my life, and I am STILL not allowed to have one?  What more must I do?  I am a little pissed that he's slammed the door in my face again.  What did I ever do to deserve this?
Lol.  I forgot to change my emotion/mood section for the last journal.  Just ignore it.
  • Mood: Panic
  • Listening to: Linkin Park
  • Reading: Fanfiction
  • Watching: Law and Order: SVU
  • Playing: Tales of Xillia 2
  • Eating: Chicken salad mmmm
  • Drinking: Water
Doesn't that mean crying in the language of the emoticons?  Lol.  I'm not.  I just took the TAT, the Thematic Apperception Test for an assignment, and I wanted to share what I wrote for it.  The instructions were to look at the "ambiguous" picture and write a fully developed story for ten minutes.

This is the picture: www.utpsyc.org/TATintro/TATlab…

This is what I got out of the picture:
The student walked into the chemistry lab, followed closely by her professor, an imposing and strict looking woman in a white lab coat.  She walked to her spot at the table and prepared herself mentally to perform the difficult experiment that she had been given.  She felt nervous to do so while under such tight scrutiny.  The teacher would be looking only at her for the entire hour that she had been allotted.  She prayed that she would be able to successfully complete her task.

The woman felt a little fretful as she started her final exam in chemistry, the watchful eyes of her teacher boring into her.  She carefully remembered all of the steps to the experiment that she was to perform for her project.  She made sure not to think for too long so it didn't appear that she was incompetent.

The teacher watched her student carefully, taking note in her mind of each and every mistake the girl made so that she could write them down once the test had concluded.  She tried not to give any indication of her thoughts on her face for two reasons: so that she wouldn't intimidate the girl into making more mistakes, and so she could appear impartial.  She was tough, but fair.

The student let out a huge breath and sighed in relief as she finished her experiment with minimal error.  She felt confident that she had at least passed the lab.  Now all that was left was the final and she would be able to graduate.

Five months later, at the end of her last semester, the student proudly held her degree in her hand, posing with her family joyfully as she thought ahead to the future and her career.


I thought it sounded pretty good considering I only wrote for less than minutes and there was no editing.  So I decided to post it up here.  I felt like it should be published, since it was too decent to just be thrown away, and what else am I going to do with it?  So, there it is, for anyone who wants to read it.

Here's the website if you want to take it yourself.  It's free.  Enjoy!  www.utpsyc.org/TATintro/

Also, the reason why I am in such a massively good mood is because I had some wonderful cinnamon desert made by my mom yesterday, and it had icing on it.  Sugar happiness!  It's what got me through the ECC.

Love y'all!

Rachel

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Rachel Snowden
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Ok, I'm a 24-year-old college student from Alabama. I'm studying elementary education and I'm going to be a teacher at an elementary school here in the city. I want to bring a good education to all students.

Current Residence: Alabama!!! :D
Favourite genre of music: Dance/Pop
Favourite photographer: Me!
Favourite style of art: Oil Painting
Operating System: XP
MP3 player of choice: Sansa
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  • Mood: Relief
  • Listening to: Linkin Park
  • Reading: My own work
  • Watching: Law and Order: SVU
  • Playing: Jak 3
  • Eating: Fried bologna sandwiches
  • Drinking: Gatorade

All right, so I am about halfway through jury duty and it looks like I might get through jury duty without having sat on a single jury.  Here is my account of my experience.

The first morning I got up at the lovely young hour of 6AM.  I was pretty tired.  One of the first things I did was get my Voltage out of the fridge and take a sip.  I got ready to go and left the house at just after 7.  I left myself plenty of time to get there in case the traffic was bad, but at that hour of the morning, there’s no one out.  I made it downtown without a problem and parked as high up as I could in the parking deck, even higher than the sheriff cars and unmarked police cars.  They were all Ford Taurus.  Lol.  Now I will be suspicious whenever I see a Taurus. 

So I walked into the courthouse and it didn’t take long to get through security. They ran my bag through the scanner and took my pepper spray, then put me through the metal detector.  Every single person set it off.  Of course my bra set it off, but they gave me no issues.  They scanned me with the wand and let me on through.  I followed an older woman up the stairs since she seemed to know where she was going.  We got in line and they handed everyone some paperwork to fill out and assigned us numbers.

I walked into the jury room and there were couches lining the walls and at least a hundred kid desks crammed very close together in the room.  I sat at one and didn’t take long to fill out the paperwork.  I got to skip anything that said ‘spouse’ on it, since that doesn’t apply to me.  When I was done I took out my fill-in book and made small talk with the woman beside me who was working on crosswords.  She told me she was a social worker with ICE.  I was impressed.  That’s pretty official.

After a while a guy named Rob came in and stood at the podium to start explaining things.  He gave his speech and the judge still wasn’t there, so he started rambling to fill the time.  He told us about an older judge who had retired.  I think his name was Price.  He told us that they used to pay 25 cents a mile and 20$ a day, and how they had reduced it to 5 cents a mile and 10$ a day due to budget cuts.  He also told us that 18 of us were going to be chosen at random to be on the grand jury, which would meet 3 week in the next month or two, and he gave us the dates.  When the district attorney got there she made a speech, mainly about how much she wanted jury duty and lamented that she had never been called.  LOL.

Finally the judge showed up, but almost as soon as he walked to the podium and put his phone down on the desk it started vibrating.  The microphone made it very loud.  He laughed and apologized, saying that the reason he was late was the alarm had been triggered at his house and he was trying to sort it out with the alarm company.  He pulled out the computer and started calling out the names for grand jury.

A little after halfway, he called my name.  My reaction was a slightly loud “Oh my God, you have got to be kidding me.”  Several people laughed.  I stood there thinking FML…  So once he had finished calling all 18 names, he asked if there was anyone who had a conflict with the dates provided.  My hand shot up the fastest and he called me forward to give my reason.  I just told him tearfully that the last week was the one that my mom and I were going on vacation and we had already paid and it was non-refundable.  He said he’d let me out and I went to sit back down.  The lady from ICE leaned over to me and asked “Do you feel better now?”  I just nodded and tried to get my heart rate to return to normal.  I had just about had a panic attack when he said my name.

So all in all, he let 5 of us out and called more names to replace us.  One of the women he called wasn’t there, and she he issued a warrant for her.  On the last name he called two women stood up, so we had to sort out that issue.  Both women had the same first and middle names and the last names were almost the same: Ware and Ward.  Ward was told to sit down, and she looked relieved.  So he called one more name, and they went off to wherever grand juries go.  The remaining 139 of us were arranged into 20 panels of 7 people each.  I was put on panel 8.

They all left the jury room and we were told to wait for further instructions.  I took out my book and started reading.  They came in and dismissed panels 17-20, saying their case had pled out.  A few minutes later 13-16 were told their case pled out and they could leave.  The lady from ICE was on 13, so she told me to have a good day and left.

I went back to my book and waited and waited and waited, and finally when all the other groups had been called away or dismissed, panels 5-8 were called to Judge Griffin’s court, the same judge from before.  We started jury selection on a murder case.  One of the ladies beside me, Millie something, a retired school board lady, mentioned how amazing it was that my first time on jury duty and I got a murder case.  The prosecutor got to ask us questions and then the defense attorney got his turn.  The whole question and answer thing took quite a while.  But that time it was almost 1 and I was STARVING.  The judge told us to go back to the jury room and they would hash out who they wanted.

About 20 minutes after that, they told us to just go ahead and go to lunch and they would have their answer by the time we got back.  We were told to be in the jury room by 2:30.  I rushed around trying to get people to eat lunch with me since I didn’t want to walk around that neighborhood by myself.  Everyone I asked was going home for lunch, and I ended up alone anyway.  I caught up to one girl just outside the court house after chasing her down about 3 flights of stairs and a half a city block and asked her to lunch.  She said she was going home, but asked me suddenly if I remembered her.  I told her no, but then she said her name.  Katie Vega.  I remember her immediately, but she looks like a completely different person now.  I haven’t seen her since I was 12, in sixth grade homeroom.  She had glasses, curly black hair, and was a skinny rail back then.  Now she has dyed and straightened her hair, wears contacts, and has put on quite a few pounds.  It’s no wonder I didn’t recognize her.

So, I was told by both my parents that I should go to Scott Street Deli, so I walked up the street past the courthouse thinking it was that way.  I was wrong.  I ducked into a run-down library and asked directions from the clerk.  She told me to go down to Scott Street and take a right.  I followed her instructions, but was not so sure when I saw Hull Street.  Hull Street is where 60% of the murders happen in Montgomery, so I was not sure I wanted to be in that part of town, especially alone.  I asked a girl that was loitering at a construction site/apartment complex and she looked it up on her phone.  She told me that it was just past Hull Street on the right side of Scott Street.  I cautiously walked past the staring construction workers and a random garbage truck that was not moving.  I got to the deli and it said grocery on the outside.  I thought she had got it wrong and was about to turn around when I saw the small sign reading ‘deli.’ 

I ducked in and it smelled good, like freshly baked bread.  A little creepy with the bars on the windows and door.  I went up to the counter and ordered.  The lady asked me what I wanted on my salad and made it for me, then I went across to pay.  I laid my food down at one of two empty tables when two women from panels 5-8 called that I could sit at their table if I wanted.  I joined them and realized that I had forgotten to get a drink, so I did that, paid, and sat down to eat.  They were almost finished, but they didn’t mind waiting while I ate since we had a while and they were enjoying the AC.

When I finally finished my salad I was positively stuffed and we started the walk back to the courthouse.  I felt a lot safer now that I wasn’t by myself.  At one point I ran across the street before them and got separated by a sudden onslaught of traffic down Hull Street.  When they finally got over to the other side one of the joked that I was definitely the youngest of the jurors.  That was almost true, since Katie Vega and I tied for youngest.  It was kind of weird being around so many people who were older than me.  I felt a little out of place.

So after we got back we sat around the jury room till just about 3.  While we were waiting, a woman 3 rows behind got my attention and asked me where I worked.  I told her Mathnasium.  She said that one of her students was a tutor and gave me her name.  I didn’t know the girl, but we talked for a few minutes.  Then we were called back into the courtroom.  We had to wait outside for a few minutes and I talked to the woman again.  She was laughing about my “you’ve got to be kidding me” comment.  I told her I didn’t realize it had been so loud.  She said she had teacher ears.  She apparently teaches Latin at LAMP and I told her how much I had enjoyed Latin at ACA.

We got called into the courtroom and as soon as we filed in and sat down, the judge explained that they had eliminated too many jurors from our pool and that they didn’t have enough left for a jury.  We were all dismissed.  I happily walked down the stairs and picked up my pepper spray from security before leaving and walking to the parking deck.  I hit the elevator button and waited and waited and waited.  I said it was there but the doors never opened.  Finally I gave up and walked up the 10 flights of stairs to my car in 98 degree heat.  Needless to say, I was out of breath and sweating profusely by the time I got to my car.

When I got home I walked in and the first thing I did was get a Tervis full of water and down the entire thing in a short time.  I ended up drinking 3 of them that day.  After dinner I looked up the case and found a short article saying that the defendant had skipped bail the first trial and this was his second.  It just said that he had killed the victim during an argument.  There was an article in the paper this morning about it that gives a little more information.  Here it is:

www.montgomeryadvertiser.com/s…

Mom looked at the picture of the guy and asked me if that was what he looked like in court.  In short, no.  He had had his hair done, he was clean-shaven, and wearing nice fancy clothes.  He looked nothing like his picture in the paper.  She just shrugged and said “typical.”

Well, I have been dismissed every day since that first day, and tomorrow is no exception.  The website says that all jurors who are not already on a case will be excused Thursday and Friday.  I’ll keep checking back, but I think I am done with jury duty.  An interesting week off work I guess.

Later.

 

Rachel

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Praying for you and your family! I know it might not seem like it, but God always provides. Just remember to trust Him! I am so sorry for what you are going through :( Whenever I am facing trials, I always try to keep James 1:2-5 in mind. Also Jeremiah 29:11-13. Hang in there! You can do this! God will provide, not only with resources but also with strength for you! 
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MaverickTears Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2015  Professional Artist
thanks for the fave :D
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Beralismo Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015
Hi! :iconexcitedhiplz:
I really appreciate the :+fav:. Thank you!
Greetings from México! :peace::aww:
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LadyOfBarians Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
thanks  for fave my princess uranus cosplay!
if you wanna see more of our cosplay please visit our page!
www.facebook.com/arclightbroth…
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Stacy-L-Gage Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2015  Professional General Artist
Thanks for the fave!

(you should check out the rest of the fanarts! :D)
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inuliana Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2015
Thanks for the fave.
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JAYSMILES23 Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
Hiya :wave: Thank you soo much for the fav :tighthug: :aww: :hug:
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JoJiaMystie Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015  Professional General Artist
Thank you for the fav! :)
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galaxxxy6 Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015
Thank you for the fav~ >//∀//<
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lokga Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave!
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