Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!
I am Lily, hear me roar! ROAR!!!!
Ohhh I love nice, quiet days. It’s warmer! Ice is almost all gone!!! YAAAAAYYYY!!! I worked this morning, and it was mercifully karen-free! Where do all these karens come from anyway? Is there a school they all go to? Do they have “speak to the manager 101”? “How to make a royal pain of yourself to get what you want 302”? “Bob Cuts For Fun And Profit”? I don’t know! But it’s like there’s a school somewhere!!!
I hear that some women named Karen are upset about karens being called karen! It’s a title! Not a name! You can be a Karen without being a karen, and you can be a karen without being a Karen!!!
Funniest thing: Karen is a name in Japanese! It means lovely!!! So maybe you can just tell a Karen (not a karen) that their name means “lovely”! Then they won’t have to speak to the manager! HAHA
So I was curious about something today. I’ve been playing on this computer for a while now, ever since Dave bought it for me last year, and you know what? I don’t know how it works! So I asked Dave. Dave thought for a bit, and said it’s based on some really simple principles, but it’s hard to explain in one afternoon. He said it’s just a bunch of really small switches flipping around very, very, very fast. But he said he’d have to think about how to explain it. I shrugged. It does seem pretty complicated! It’s hard to make something so complicated seem so easy!
So what else. Not much. Crystal was here, but she seemed a little subdued. I asked her why. She just said simply, “It was cold this week.”
I was confused.
“If your dad hadn’t helped my dad, I might have had to be out in it.”
Aww. I gave her a hug and I could feel her shake a little.
“If I hadn’t been… hadn’t been… then he wouldn’t have…”
I just held her tighter. What else could I do? I think it’d bother me too if Dave and Sabby hadn’t taken me in like they did. Would I be homeless too? So I just rubbed her back and told her everything would be okay. But I frowned. Will everything be okay?
I hope so. Maybe I’m making a promise I can’t keep.
I fed her a cookie and she seemed to perk up a bit. Chocolate always helps.
It’s funny how life can be such… how did Ellie put it on Contact… full of such beautiful dreams… and such horrible nightmares. Crystal had to live a nightmare, and I can’t really make it better. Except maybe just by being a big sister. Maybe that’s enough.
She went home with her parents. Do they realize how much she hurts? I should ask them.
Or not. Maybe I’ll talk to Sabby about it.