i really do.
i often find i get the giggles at meetings, funerals, whilst having sex, while fighting... all sorts of really bad times.
gillian and i have a particular talent for picking really depressing movies to see together, it started with crash, then it was deepa mehta's water and most recently it was the last king of scotland.
i don't want to ruin the movie but let's just say it's about Idi Amin one of Uganda's most brutal dictators, you know it's not going to end well. as we were leaving we both started giggling about eating too many licorice nibs and silly things in general. i think it's the way i cope when dealing with intense situations or information.
*giggles*
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I think you're right about it being a coping mechanism. My mom and her sister burst out laughing at their uncle's funeral when they were young and my grandpa was really mad, but they weren't trying to be rude. They were just really nervous.
Posted by Carly | February 2, 2007 10:05 AM
Posted on February 2, 2007 10:05