Phenominallyishy!

Sometimes I just have way too much going on in my head. Actually, that's a lie; I pretty much constantly have too many thoughts and ideas running around. It's not a bad thing, at least not all of the time. I just get carried away and excited. I feel like a little kid who just learned how to speak and starts spewing words so quickly that they all end up jumbling together and all you end up hearing is thiscompletelynonsensicalrandomyetfairlyentertainingpiecesofnothingnessesthatmeshtogetherandmakesensetothespeakerbutnottooanyoneelsearoundthemkind oflikethisrightnowyouknowwhatimean?

A lot of times I think it'd be in my best interest to get an interpreter, someone who speaks Dianian. The only problem is I would most likely have to pay them, and that doesn't fly with me. On urbandictionary.com (I live for this site and there's actually a book I should buy... one day, Diane... One day) there's an awesome definition for "Dianian" as shown HERE:

The special vocabulary used by ladies called Diana. Dianas are known to sometimes: -spontaneously create their own words that may not have existed previously -omit strange sounds with a signature meaning -attribute new meanings to words Dianian is simply put the language of Dianas. Once you get close to aDiana, you will easily adapt to the Dianian language. Diana: I feel so "rrraaaah"! X: What is that supposed to mean? Diana: You know, like annoyed, like "rrrraaaah". Duh. X: OK, you're speaking Dianian again.

Okay, I mean they say Diana's, but Diane is just a special and more fabulous version of the name Diana. In my opinion, Diane's are just better people. We are a rarer breed than them thar Diana's.

On that note, Fregeekerds. 'Nuff said.