a series of boxes
Jan. 22nd, 2014 11:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanI was called for jury selection this week. If you have never been through this process in Ontario, it means showing up at the provincial courthouse every morning for a week where they shuffle you through a metal detector and into a room with several hundred other people. There we wait for one of the upcoming trials currently in the system get to the point where they need to select a jury. The room has wifi and a cafe so people drink copious qantities of coffee while they plonk on their laptops or read. There has also been some kind of chess competition going on in one corner for the last two days.
I've been splitting my time between reading and doing German tutorials at Duolingo.com. It has been bone-gratingly cold and everybody is wearing sweaters because even though the building is well-heated the cold seems to seep through the wall-length windows and send threads of Celcius death vapour through the room.
I took Tessie to a pet store yesterday. TCR has a program with some of the local pet stores where they have cats in need of permanent homes on-site so people can meet them. They find it really ups the adoption rate. Of course that means they basically live in a cage for a week or two and I felt like the worst person in the world when I left her there. She's such a friendly cat I'm hoping she gets lots of attention while she's there. It did make me feel a little better that the staff member who set her up spent the whole time petting her and talking baby-talk at her.
Whoot! We just got the notification that we are done early. I'm outta here.
I've been splitting my time between reading and doing German tutorials at Duolingo.com. It has been bone-gratingly cold and everybody is wearing sweaters because even though the building is well-heated the cold seems to seep through the wall-length windows and send threads of Celcius death vapour through the room.
I took Tessie to a pet store yesterday. TCR has a program with some of the local pet stores where they have cats in need of permanent homes on-site so people can meet them. They find it really ups the adoption rate. Of course that means they basically live in a cage for a week or two and I felt like the worst person in the world when I left her there. She's such a friendly cat I'm hoping she gets lots of attention while she's there. It did make me feel a little better that the staff member who set her up spent the whole time petting her and talking baby-talk at her.
Whoot! We just got the notification that we are done early. I'm outta here.