I'd like to think I'm polite, or at the least a tiny bit kind. I'd like to prove to myself that I am, so that's why I'm starting out with this short, but all the same powerful warning of mine. So, simply put, if you are very protective of your sanity or, better put, your dignity then I highly suggest you turn and leave to look at a less odd journal. However, if you are particularly obsessive, crazed, unusual, open-minded, and all-together just you and nobody else, then by all means read on.
Well, now that we've got that ordeal behind us, please let me start by introducing myself. My name is 'insert-wonderful-name-here' but most people call me Loki for reasons unexplained. I'm going to keep this short for you, because I know that if I ramble too long you'll all grow bored and fall asleep on your keyboards thus making something like 'yyvhjugyt' or 'op;p;p;./' in your post as a result of your head attempting to type. So furthermore, I am going to explain my nature to you by a simple argument I made in my drama class two years ago, by reading it you with either 1) go insane 2) understand it 3) faint from thinking pains or 4) laugh. All four way however, you'll probably understand me a little bit afterwards, even if you didn't quite understand it. So, more or less, lets show it to you, shall we my duckies?
'Thinking Outside the Box is Impossible'
By: Loki WhiteRaven
Thinking outside the box is impossible. Wanna know why? Because if you're 'thinking outside the box' you wouldn't ever say 'think outside the box' you would say something more creative! Like, 'Think outside the triangle' or 'Think outside the Lokigon' or 'Think outside the Elephant' or 'Think outside the one-sided-polygon.' But if you're thinking outside one of those things, then it's not 'the box' anymore, it's 'the triangle' or 'the Lokigon' or 'the Elephant' or 'the one-sided-polygon' and therefore 'Thinking Outside The Box' is impossible. I rest my case.
Well, there you have it. Part of my nature, right in front of you! Confusing? Well, that's my job... my unofficial job at least. Oh, I am dearly sorry if I confused you though. One thousand pardons, I apologize.
*sigh* It must be my oddness catching up to me...
An Evil Neighborhood Stalker,