I felt so tired.

[gfrancie]

As I go about my way in life, I am finding that all my years of sarcasm are returning to me in a slightly unpleasant way. Any attempt at sincere poetic moments is met with curiosity. I think Kesey (a woman I used to work with) said it best, after I talked about seeing this sweet sight of lambs wandering amongst daffodils one spring afternoon, "gen, are you getting bucolic on us now?"
Another time, after I made some off-handed sarcastic comment, Max (another friend) said, "sarcasm is the bastard stepchild of irony"
I am suspecting that too much irony and sarcasm will cause people around me to think I lack any earnest emotions.
and honestly, I think the nineties showed us what too much irony does for the soul.
I ruin sensitive moments with people saying important things to me, by making a crack, but I do that to deal with the intensity of the situation. ack..another bastard hiding from emotions. *sighs*
so after a decade or so of constant sarcasm, I ought to try something a little different.

like sitting on the sofa and tearing up, when watching significant scenes in certain movies.
I do believe I take a certain kind of joy in having tears brimming over and fall down my face, and not making a sound.

Comments

[ekdogg.livejournal.com]

maybe a good shag will help you out.

[gfrancie.livejournal.com]

you would think so...*laughs*
actually when I get laid, I tend to be so cheerful, I often trip over myself.

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[ekdogg.livejournal.com]

same as all of us.

[gfrancie.livejournal.com]

one time I fell down the stairs after a good shag.

Re:

[ekdogg.livejournal.com]

yea, I remember that time.

[gfrancie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* and another time I fell down on the sidewalk....I fall down a lot.