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Last night, boredom struck. After a day of hanging out with Castro and picking up Janet with Steve and Keddy, things got boring at about ten. So, Mike came over after work and took Castro and I on an epic adventure.

The first stop? Tim Horton’s, of course. We got coffee and bagels (yay) and drove by Mike’s new house to check the progress. To our surprise, people were still working on it (putting in the windows), so we kept on driving and stopped at the end of a nearby court to drink/eat. At this point, an old lady who was obviously insane came out onto her porch and starting yelling at us. Keep in mind, we were parked quietly at the end of a court — not even any music playing. There was absolutely nothing we were doing that could have possibly bothered any normal human. Anyway, the old lady kept yelling at us and told us that she had called 911. (”The mounties are on their way RIGHT NOW!”) We decided it was safe to ignore the craziness and finished our stuff in peace. The old lady decided that maybe the best way to get rid of the offensive people sitting quietly in a minivan was to flash a flashlight at us — we decided to flash back with an umbrella/flashlight combo I found in the back. She did not know any Morse Code.

Anyway, while we drove out she told us to fuck off and flashed the light at us again. We decided that it would be fun to turn around and go back again, just to see what new phrases she would yell. Man, was she mad. She basically just yelled “fuck” over and over again. We love her. And we named her Judy.

Now, it’s time to watch some TV and mentally prepare myself for work tonight. Blah.