The last season of Stranger Things

This post was also supposed to be published in January. Beware of spoilers.

I didn't like the acclaimed fourth season of Stranger Things (affiliate link), and especially not that one song, which I think sounds terrible compared to the Placebo version.

I knew before watching that people hadn't liked the fifth season, nor the end of the series. I tried to protect myself from spoilers.

 

 

At the beginning of season 5 it was hard to believe that Dustin didn't die or get seriously injured. And it was a shame that no one cared about his well-being, they just said "why did you get brutally beaten, it's your fault".

Since Will is my favorite character I liked how he rose to the limelight. So the end of episode 4/Volume 1 was the best, although I hated the translation "magician".

 

 

The scene of coming out of the closet has been criticized for a reason. When I realized it was coming, I stopped watching, awkward. I didn't watch the proposal in the last episode either, I skipped it. And I didn't even realize that one couple broke up. Is that what that scene was supposed to mean?

Like many others, I think the last episode should have been half as short, and I guessed the final plot twist an hour before.

People have criticized the fact that the army didn't punish the main characters who killed soldiers in droves. On the contrary, they were even rewarded for it.

 

 

 

Sick leave

Last week I had strange sensations, especially in one leg. Numbness, tingling. And I hadn't even sat much that day. Couldn't sit at the computer at all anymore. I woke up at 4:30 at night, my heart was pounding and I couldn't sleep anymore, I had to take another melatonin. Of course, I was scared of the possibility of a blood clot, but at least there was no swelling, redness or heat.

I couldn't and didn't dare to be on the computer much the next day either. Luckily, the next day was better. Of course, I had taken aspirin and pycnogenol to help the blood circulate better.

And it all started when I wrote a page and a half of a new short story. Then, when I continued after a day's break, I realized that these two scenes can't exist in the same universe at the same time, so I had to divide the short story in two. When I already have almost dozens of short stories in progress, it's horrible if one short story idea turns into two. Exponential growth! Soon there are about a million of them!

 

 

I then got to visit the library when I even dared to go for a walk. A bird pooped just a few meters away from me. And it wouldn't even be the first time a bird pooped on me.

Well, now my 25-year-old cell phone (Nokia 1100) is about to break down. It won't start charging. I can't tell if it's the phone or the charger that's at fault.

I've been watching the Ice Hockey World Championships. It was great when Norway beat Sweden. And Czech, although it's been terrible in this tournament, like USA. My favorites are the Slovenian cats, Danish metal (because the coach is a David Coulthard lookalike), my idol Jalonen's Italia (Clara is my hero). I'd like this Leijonat store shirt, but without the text and a crown on Jalonen's head, so I need AI and Temu?

 

 

Depressed

Last week I was alone for a few days and what did I do? I played a game called Crimson Desert that I borrowed from the library, or I was hanging out happily with my cats Tabitha and Olivia. Apart from the cats, that game is not for me, too difficult and too much to kill.

One day I also wrote about 10 posts to my Emmerdale blog, which I am having problems with because the episodes airing here are threatening to come close to my spoilers.

A couple of mornings my hip was hurting badly. I would need a new pillow, or preferably more so that I could sacrifice an old one between my legs. But of course, as a poor person, only superdeluxe wool or feather pillows that don't have plastic are good for me.

And so. Of course I also browsed Sellpy, that would be a full-time job because there is such a huge selection. I would probably have already placed an order without Andes. But what do you need those clothes for when half of humanity dies and society collapses? Preppers inherit the earth?

 

 

It started to get a little depressing just because my learning diary wasn't accepted in a university course because it was said to be too short. Before this spring, I had never written a learning diary, and now I had to do two of them. I still have no idea how to write one, although there have been plenty of instructions. It's a really strange concept, and it really doesn't suit me at all. I always want to focus on things in all my schoolwork and not on myself at all.