Since I wake up most mornings in the shower (I sleep-walk, all right?), each day starts off in an odd way. To help offset this, my brain comes up with entertaining ways to get me through my morning routine without fully waking up. Because if I fully wake up, I'm going to decide to go back to bed. The first hour or so of each early morning is a fine balance of automation and consciousness. So the boss part of my brain amuses me with jokes and songs and the vague planning of adventures to wake up at a controlled pace.
On some days, my brain even tries to get me to talk...way before I've had coffee. This is always pretty funny because the words that live together in my sleepy brain don't really have any business sharing sentences. Today I was mumbling about how I would never breed with a giant because it would create a series of enormous people with big, fragile floppy feet and freakishly strong hands. Right. Early morning talkings don't quite make sense.
After the "feet of giants" mumble, which got me giggling once I realized what I was saying, I started remembering the times I've laughed the hardest. And that always sets me off laughing all over again. There's a something that happens every few years that is right up my humor alley and I will howl with laughter for hours, eyes leaking, stomach hurting, but whatever it is is just so funny I can't stop laughing. It's been about a year since the last round (involving a Youtube video of a merry-go-round and a motorcycle...hahaha). The time before that was about three years ago, which happened over a chat and went something like this:
5:32 pm
Friend: Need me to grab you some dinner food or are you ok?
Me: Hmm. If you run into food that would be nice.
not road-kill.
5:34 pm
Friend: Requests?
Me: road-kill...run into food. hahahahahah ha
Friend: I was ignoring that. ;)
5:38 pm
Me: that was super funny, excuse me for a minute
haha
Friend: Seriously, I don't think you're aware of the nutritional value of raccoon.
5:41 pm
Me: it's still funny. I crying a little bit because I'm still laughing.
raccoon.
deer
hahaha
Friend: Breathe, Erin, BREATHE
5:48 pm
Me: Wow. Something about that was right up my alley. I'm all weepy and laughing.
and apt to break out in smattered laughing fits.
sniff.
OK.
Friend: Prairie dog?
Me: hahahaaaaaaaaaaaa
And I laughed on for about an hour with leaky eyes and a ouchy stomach muscles. I know it's not that funny, since no one else laughed about it that long, but I'm currently snickering as I type about it right now. And about the Youtube. hehehe Anyway, it's been about a year since I last cried from laughing super hard and I think I'm about ready for another round.
I can never predict what it is that will set me off and, in a way, it's tricky because I find so many things funny. But there is just something magical every once and a while and I can list all six times it's happened. And every time, the people I'm with find it funny but not to the level I do. And there's been times that I've been involved in other people's magic moments and I understand they aren't as funny to everyone else. Like the time when Linda laughed on and off for six hours after my encounter with a spider in her office and she still gets the giggles each time she brings it up (it was like five years ago) and it's still really, really not funny.
Anyway, I'm just putting it out there that it's about time for a perfect melting of circumstances and smart-assery to combine for my amusement. I can't wait!
An Erinku:
spring break
equals
lunch breaks!
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