You know how, when you ask a lot of people what they look for in a mate, they list a sense of humor as being an important quality?

I haven't really had a conscious list of things I look for in mates for a long time, but I can't remember a sense of humor ever being one of my top priorities. Maybe it just falls under "not boring"?

My boyfriend's sense of humor is... eh. He likes mine, though. He considers me very witty. And while I love him bunches, I don't think he's funny.

Although I do think the fact that he thinks he's hilarious is funny. So he rarely cracks jokes that make me laugh, but I'll laugh at his reaction to things.

He really likes puns, unfortunately, and I can tell that he really wants me to like his puns too, because every time he makes one (which is very often), he pauses and looks at me with this expression of utter glee and anticipation, like he expects me to laugh until I cry. I don't hate puns, but I very rarely find them that enjoyable.

Okay maybe I hate puns a little, now. I just felt neutral about them before I started dating him.

But usually it'll go something like this:

Me: You eat a lot of yogurt.
Him: Maybe it's because I'm so... CULTURED. -Huge gleeful grin as he waits for me to laugh at what he obviously considers a masterpiece of punnery-
Me: >:(
Him: :D :) :| :\ :C Well I thought it was funny.
Me: No.

He makes me laugh sometimes, but his favorite form of humor doesn't make the cut for me.

ha. that yogurt pun is golden though. i've never heard that one.
» thaitanic on 2013-02-05 05:59:39

That pun made me laugh! But I like puns, they're fun.
» Amelie on 2013-02-05 07:01:06

Next time he makes a pun, picture him hitting a drum and cymbals {ba dum chhh}Perhaps that image alone will allow you to laugh at his ridiculous puns =)
» LostSoul13 on 2013-02-05 07:18:41

The yogurt thing made me laugh so hard. Puns are my favorite.
Seems like society makes people think that everyone is supposed to look for someone entirely compatible...sometimes the things that don't click with you just become endearing. Or just a thing. It's whatever.

re: Northern CA.
» Unicornasaurus on 2013-02-06 01:10:50

same girl. she who shall not be named /SWSBN = same woman i've been writing about on nutang since 2003. seriously, my very first entry here was about our relationship ten years ago. my recent entries reflect my thoughts and feelings during my misadventures dating back the last six or seven months.

cliffsnotes version: i left school, joined a campaign in virginia for a woman, said woman confesses her undying devotion to me and we talk about marriage, campaign folks ask me to do things i dont want to do and tell me to either do it or resign so i resign.. meanwhile, lady in my life decides im not what she wants after begging me to move for her and that's the basic premise of most of the entries.. me trying to figure out what to make of life sans job, woman, and focus.


also, i thought your bf was funny...

» undisputed on 2013-02-06 02:37:54

Sounds like I would find your boyfriend hilarious. Then again, one of my favorite jokes is Q: What is brown and sticky? A: A STICK. I was hanging out with my friend and her friend and we were both making jokes like that and cracking up and she was like, "Good thing you two are both here so it absolves me from my responsibility to pretend to laugh at these jokes."
Q: What's the difference between a Scotsman and the Rolling Stones?
A: The Rolling Stones say "Hey, you, get off of my cloud" and the Scotsman says "Hey Macleod, get off of my ewe." Yeah, I know, you're rolling on the ground now. You guys can just have kids so that your kids can laugh at his jokes. ;)
» Zanzibar on 2013-02-06 03:51:11

Eh, I password all of my entries about French A and B because if either of them ever read them I would be totally mortified. They do speak a bit of English, and judging from past experience (when a guy I had been writing about found my blog), you can never be too cautious!
» Zanzibar on 2013-02-06 11:52:44

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