Oh You Poor, Lost Soul

"Curious... Very curious..."                                                                  ~Mr. Ollivander, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

How curious indeed... As I can tell from my brilliant observations, it seems that you have found your way to my blog, though I have no idea as to how. It's quite an obscure blog, after all. Therefore, it's probably in your best interest to just go merrily along elsewhere to relieve your boredom (yes, I know you're bored, since surfing the web aimlessly would probably be the only way for you to ever have stumbled upon me and my musings) on other, far more interesting things.

However, if you have a wish for even more boredom (or are, by some absurd reason, actually interested in this blog (Lord have mercy on your soul (even though I'm agnostic, borderline atheist, and don't believe that there is a higher omnipotent being out there who will judge me at my death based on my actions in life))), then you are, of course, welcome.

Make yourself at home. I would go on to call this my "humble abode," in order to continue the analogy, but I shan't, for I am far too high held and arrogant to ever call my musings "humble." They're a grand puzzle that I simply felt should be cataloged, should I ever feel like revisiting my brilliant past once I am of the future. So yes, do make yourself at home. Bathroom's to your left, right down the hall, light switch on the right just within the door (for people often omit such details and then one is stuck trying to find it hurriedly while attempting to deal with a full bladder).

Oh, one last thing. If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm quite contradictory. Just thought that I ought to give you at least a little head start on trying to understand the perplexity that is myself.

Anyways, good day, kind sir or madame, whoever you may be. The name's Maggie. It'll do you good, perhaps, to not forget it. Or perhaps it'll do you great to banish it from your mind.