If misery loves company.. then why am I so alone?

A couple of days back I was listening to a friend recount the news in their life... and how happy they were and stuff... and well... all I could think was "Man.. this person is really getting on my nerves!" I found myself getting annoyed with the ooberly happy person and found that I just wanted their ooberness to go away.
It's odd how when people are upset we attempt to comfort them... provide words of solace.... lend a shoulder to cry on.... but the opposite is not always true. I have found that when someone is ooberly happy... I just want to throw up... isnt that an odd reaction? Really should we not celebrate the accomplishments as well as failures of our friends and comerades?!
It is like the saying that it takes a lot more muscles to frown than it does to smile... but really when you take the bus during the day how many people do you actually see sitting their smiling? Im not sure about other people.. but when I am not consciously thinking about it I dont smile... I dont think that I frown either.. I think that I am expressionless.
Anyways.. I just thought that I would share my "hummm" moment.