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Lizzie: Hi, everyone! Happy post-Christmas!
And happy post-Hanukkah too. Although that's been over for a few weeks.
And happy post-Winter Solstice!
You know, I'm gonna forego mentioning every individual holiday and just
wish everyone something universal.
My name is Lizzie Bennet and Happy New Year!
..in the Gregorian Calendar.
"Wishing Something Universal" Written by Kate Rorick
Lizzie: Christmas was awesome. Dad loves his new socks, and no,
I'm not going to quote my little sister and say "This is my haul!" while showing off various gifts,
although I will say Jane gave me the most amazing box of 19th century decoupage valentines
and Charlotte gave me a four terabyte hard drive.
You ladies really know the way to a girl's heart.
Charlotte: What can I say?
I know my bestie.
But you really knocked it out of the park with the present you gave me.
Lizzie: Well every girl needs her own "Game of Gourds" diorama.
But the best present is that I get to spend an extra few
days with you before you go back to work.
Charlotte: So. Are you and Lydia alright?
Lizzie: We're...fine.
I gave her a new watch and she gave me a healthy dose of attitude about how she's
so responsible before she packed up her car and headed off to Vegas.
She tweets: "My trunk is packed with sparkly tops and cheap alcohol! No braking til I see
the strips of lights! Happy New Year!" I think she means the lights of the strip.
Charlotte: And I hope she wasn't tweeting while driving.
Aren't you worried?
Lizzie: There was no point trying to rein her in. Not after Mom gave her permission.
That girl has been doing everything right so far this semester,
with the brief exception of running away to visit Jane.
But her grades are up and maybe she'll meet a young man in Las Vegas.
She can meet a young man who has recently come into some money and marry him on the same day.
Charlotte: I don't think that's how the kids go about it these days, my dear.
Lizzie: Well, she's young and she deserves to have some fun.
I remember having fun in Vegas when I was a girl.
Charlotte: Did you now? I sincerely hope you didn't meet some man and marry him on the same day.
Lizzie: What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, dear.
And those are eight words you never want to hear your mother say.
Dad wasn't much better. He seems to think
the more fun Lydia has, the more she's getting it out of her system.
Whatever. She's grown up. I wash my hands of the whole thing.
Charlotte: Good.
Lizzie: Good? Really? No, "Oh you two should work it out," or
"You shouldn't be so *** your sister."
Charlotte: You shouldn't be so *** your sister.
I have a little sister too, and--
Lizzie: Oh please. You lucked out with your fun, fandom, geeky, happy little sister and you know it.
Charlotte: That doesn't change the fact that Maria is her own person and
ultimately responsible for herself.
Lizzie: That's what worries me about Lydia.
Maybe I'm *** her but shouldn't somebody be?
Charlotte: She is 21 and an adult.
Lizzie: The problem is she's about to go out into the world and the world
is not going to coddle her because she's the baby of the family.
She could get really hurt.
Lydia, if you're watching,
be smart.
Be safe.
There, that's it.
But speaking of going out into the world, let's talk about me.
Charlotte: Because we don't do that enough.
Lizzie: I've been thinking about what Jane said a few weeks ago about it being important
for me to leave the nest.
Charlotte: Oh, am I getting a roomie again?
Lizzie: Well, actually I'll be somewhat close to you, but Dr. Gardiner has these amazing contacts
that are gonna let me shadow them, and a friend who needs a housesitter up in San Francisco.
Charlotte: That sounds great!
Lizzie: Right?
Maybe I'll find where I'm supposed to be. That's actually my big New Years resolution.
Find where I'm supposed to be.
So this is the first step.
Charlotte: New year, new Lizzie?
Lizzie: That's the plan.
Unfortunately, I have to take next week off vlogging because I'm gonna have
so much to do to get ready for my trip up north.
Say Happy New Year, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Happy New Year, Charlotte!
Lizzie: Happy New Year everyone!
So the next time you see me won't be next Monday but the Monday after that.
On my way to...
Pemberley Digital.
Why does that sound familiar?