alana: grrrrr. dammit
mygirl: what?
alana: curses!
mygirl: what!?
alana: oh, i need to make elijah's appt and call the car people
alana: dammit!
alana: i hate making phone calls, etc etc
mygirl: poor you! i can help you if you want
alana: nah, i was just doing my mandatory pre-phone call complaining, which needs to take at least 200% of the time I estimate the actual phone call will take
alana: thanks, though.