Dane argues for me daily.

This is how new language gets disseminated. My previous daylog used the word "quirl", which is an archaic word. The word is so distant from common language that it doesn't exist, really. I invented 'quirl' in this conversation with a friend, and I liked it so much that I'm apparently introducing it into everyday use.

But what does it mean, this quirl? Why invent a word when there are thousands of others that could communicate a similar idea? In short, I'm a freak. In long, it explains something that I felt the English language was lacking. Shakespeare invented all sorts of words, so why can't I? He was considered a hack playwright back in the day, and I'm just a shlock noder.

Quirl is a verb that is a bit like swooning, but swooning suggests a much stronger flood of emotion ("to be overcome with ecstatic joy") than quirl. Quirl is more controlled, more of an appreciation and longing for the object of one's attention. You faint when you swoon but not when you quirl. When you quirl you stay awake to enjoy the object you are quirling. When I look at a beautiful girl and gently moan within, I quirl. It is a mix of the joy and longing that comes from seeing incredible beauty. You have been graced with a sight of pleasing aesthetics, but a voice whispers in your ear that the spinsters of life will never weave you together.

Pronunciation is still up in the air. I've been saying kwirl, but kwaerl is another possibility. Both have very appealing sounds.

Out of curiosity I checked the dictionary for the word quirl, thinking perhaps it did indeed exist and I was just a fool using a word incorrectly. Quirl does exist, as a varient of 'querl', a noun that means a coil or twirl, or a verb that means to twirl or wind around. Surprisingly, this is close to what I intended with quirl. As a girl watches Johnny Cash with misty eyes I had visions of her idly twining her hair between her fingers.