Logophile: someone who loves words.
Not to be confused with Legophile: someone (usually male) who loves small pieces of plastic that can be planted like tiny, primary-colored mines in the fibers of a bedroom's carpet, waiting for an unsuspecting mother to crush them into her bare foot while tending to her children in the middle of the night.
I discovered two new words today.
One, I find incredibly ridiculous in a fascinating sort of way.
Pulchritudinous: beautiful, gorgeous, lovely.
One wonders why this gem of a word hasn't made its way onto the glossy cover of millions of Valentine's cards. Smart is sexy, right? Although since the pronunciation of this word is highly reminiscent of the mouth-motions made immediately before vomiting, perhaps only someone as suave as say - George Clooney or Pierce Brosnen could carry it off.
The other word just made me laugh. All of my friends tease me about my proliferous use of fancy words. Now they can use a fancy word of their own to describe me (if they practice the pronunciation first!):
Sesquipedalian: characterized by the use of long words.
Look, everyone! I'm a loquacious sesquipedalian!
Hey, it's not everyone who can accurately describe themselves using multi-syllabic words, both of which contain the letter "q".