Jane Gets LOST: Season 1

Ah yes, here at the Thrill we’re all about topical, relatable content. That’s why I’m here to give you my honest review of a mystery-adventure serial television drama from 2004. Yep, you guessed it: we’re talking LOST! Whether or not you’ve seen Lost, or have any idea what it’s about, I urge you to read on. HowEVER, and this is your one warning, there are major spoilers ahead for Season 1. Is this show culturally relevant right now? No. But it has been living in my mind rent-free for the past three weeks, and I have some THINGS TO SAY about it. So without further ado, LET’S GET LOST BABY!!!

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The Monday Catchup 10/5/20

What do you guys think of Swedish fish? I didn’t realize such a standard candy could be so divisive, but recent events have changed my preconceived notions. We just got a very large bag of Swedish Fish, and they’ve caused quite an upset in this household. I have now had a heated debate about those “Scandinavian swimmers” (as Trader Joe’s calls them) not once, not twice, but THRICE in the past 24 hours alone. One of my housemates, who will go unnamed, has developed some hostility for the red gummies, purely based on the choice to include the country of origin in the name of the candy. The hatred has nothing to do with the candy’s taste, only the principle. I don’t understand it myself, and honestly, it just makes me angry. Alright, enough ~catching~ fish (I’M SO FUNNY), let’s get CAUGHT UP.

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The Monday Catchup 9/28/20

The rumors are true. I have the blood of 20+ beetles on my hands. Not literally, that would be disgusting. I spent the weekend in my childhood bedroom, which has an Achilles Heel in the form of some secret bug-entrance in an undeterminable location. The 2007 ladybug invasion left me with a severe aversion to the smell of ladybugs (apparently they secrete smelly liquid from their joints as a fear tactic). I’ve had my fill of manic moths and speedy spiders. Heck, this isn’t even the first year those nasty stink bug beetle things have made an appearance in my place of residence. But this time was different.

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