…I confess that I sometimes fear that I am losing my snarkiness, and thusly will become less funny.
Humor makes up such a large portion of my body and personality, that on the days that I am down, and don’t feel humorous at all, I literally weigh 65% less, in actual pounds, though I feel much heavier because the humor part of your makeup is mostly made of a helium-type substance that gives the rest of your body a feeling of “lift”. Don’t you feel lighter when you are happy and laughing? That’s why. It’s been scientifically proven. I’d look up the link for you on that medical research, but I don’t have the time right now…there’s a dictation tape staring at me…so you’ll just have to trust me on this.
Anyway, if I allow myself to become less jaded, will there be nothing for me to make fun of? If I brighten my outlook, will I lose my anger-driven rants, the afterglow of which make for hilarious reading? I don’t know the answer to these things, but I worry about them sometimes.
I think that’s a little crazy, I’ll be the first one to admit it. But it is what it is. I truly worry that brightening my outlook would have to result in being less of a smart-ass, and I’ll lose a large portion of my sense of humor, and part of my identity. I’ve never met a real smart-ass who isn’t a pessimist at heart.