I am young, somewhat eccentric, and love words. Even as a kid I read the classics for fun. I was that kid who stayed up with a flashlight, reading until the batteries died. I love a well crafted argument, formed with words with several layers of meaning. I love it when I read or hear a phrase and it speaks on more than one level. I'm also that annoying person who will say "good word!" when you use one in a sentence, not because I'm condescending, but because I genuinely enjoyed the fact you used that word. I'm also the person who will correct your grammar while you're speaking, and will use what some may consider archaic phrasing to avoid ending a sentence with a preposition. It must be the teacher in me.