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person in the room. One of her favourite subjects to talk about was how much she disliked us and she made sure that we were upstairs whenever she got on the topic. She'd rant about how our landlord - her friend and the owner of the house - ruined her chance to have the place to herself by renting the top floor to us. Sometimes she'd carry on about how angry it made her that she wasn't given the responsibility of handling our rent cheques every month. When she'd get worked up about things of that nature we could always hear her banging, slamming and smashing the contents of her basement apartment. I'd call her out on all the things she'd say about us when she'd come upstairs into our part of the house to use the washroom and she'd always either deny saying anything at all or go the opposite route and apologize profusely. I recall one instance where my boyfriend had his stereo a couple of notches louder than normal when she was outside watering the grass. He figured she wasn't in the house anyway, so it wouldn't make a difference to her. Even so, he told her that he was listening to some music and that if it bothered her all she had to do was come in and let him know so he could turn it down. She said it was fine because she wasn't going to be in the house anyhow and went outside to do her yard work. When he and I looked out the living room window after she'd closed the front door we saw her walking down the driveway, shaking her head, gesturing wildly at the house and hitting herself in the face repeatedly. When she came back inside a few minutes later to get her cigarettes we asked her a second time whether she wanted us to turn the music down. Like the first time, she told us that it was fine. And again when we looked out the window after she left, we saw her repeat the same antics she pulled the last time she'd left the house.

Apart from punching herself in the head because we played music when she wasn't home, one of her favourite pastimes was whispering - though it was always more a stage whisper than anything else since she wanted us to hear her - five and ten minute long strings of obscenities punctuated by grunts and sighs when one of us was on the computer and we clicked the mouse. That sound drove her absolutely insane - though I'm convinced that she was already there when we moved in and probably had been long before that - as did many others, including the sound of our voices at normal conversation level when she was awake in the middle of the afternoon.

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