To those of you who have been supporting me and pushing me along while I cope with this emptiness I feel as a result of losing my other half: I cannot thank you enough. To have so many people who give a shit about my well-being is more than enough to keep me alive and trudging along until I can find my energy to pick up my feet again. Everyone who has given me a hug via text, or a word or two of encouragement, I love you all. You help me get through my day every day even though I'm finding it increasingly difficult to look ahead instead of behind. I'll be back to my colourful, idiot self again, I promise.

So I took my friend, Trevor, to the mall the other day and upon getting back to my car, he noticed that I unlocked his door first before mine.

"You, my friend, are a member of a dying breed." He says.

"Huh?" I ask.

"You unlocked my door first. I haven't seen anyone but myself do that for people in years."

And it's true. People nowadays seem to have no manners. Our society has become so sickeningly rotten that nobody, not even the senior fucking citizens say "please," "thankyou," or "you're welcome." Honest, I've held the door open for little old ladies who don't even look at me and just walk on through like this was the 1800's and I was black.

"Well, I say, there's a 19-year-old little whipper-snapper. Let's turn our noses up at him because their generation doesn't know how to be courteous to anyone."

Seriously, though. I've been nice all my life. I don't instigate with anyone. I hold the door open for anyone, not just elderly people. I let people go in front of me in the checkout line if they have less items than me. I say 'have a nice day' and mean it, to anyone I encounter in a day for more than 10 seconds. Yet I don't even get a 'thankyou' from someone even if I returned them their keys that they left on the counter at a grocery store.

Oh, I was probably thinking about stealing them anyway, right?

I mean... where were these peoples' parents when they were growing up? I was reminded so much, growing up, to say "please" and "thankyou" that I even now find myself reminding people MY AGE to say it after they complete a transaction with someone for whatever. It's NOT that hard to remember, if you've GOT a conscience and the TINIEST bit of consideration for people around you.

It's gotten to the point that every dumb shit who gets angry at someone else for the STUPIDEST reasons, I wanna give them a shave starting at their carotid artery using a guitar pick coated in isopropyl alcohol. I DON'T WANT THEM IN THE GENE POOL; GET THEM OUT.

I mean... have you ever been on Xbox Live? Or any servers in online gaming? There must be a sign somewhere that I can't read that says "PLAY GAMES ONLINE IF YOUR PARENTS WERE TWO CHIMPANZEE SIBLINGS WITH DOWN SYNDROME."

I finish a game. I'm sitting in the post-game lobby waiting for the next match. All I can hear is a bunch of 13-year-olds screaming:

"YOU FUCKING FAGGOT. GO TAKE A LONG WALK OFF A SHORT PIER. YOU'RE FUCKING GAY. YOU SUCK AT THIS GAME AND YOU SHOULD STOP PLAYING IT. YOUR MOM'S GONNA BE COMING OVER TO MY PLACE TONIGHT TO BLOW ME AS HARD AS YOU BLEW AT THIS GAME."

Etc, etc.

Where are these kids' parents to beat the silly shit out of them? When I got caught swearing or calling names when I was a kid, I got a nice firm slap on my buttcheeks with the coveted Wooden Spoon, or The Belt, and my parents DAMN WELL made sure I knew what I was getting punished for, so I wouldn't do it again.

Now I swear a lot, admittedly, but I don't mean harm by it, and I surely don't have any malice in my tone when I'm talking to people unless they damn well deserve to get flak-cannoned by me. They're just words, right? They were Anglo-Saxon everyday language which were only made derogatory by the snot-nosed nobility.

I say "Good game, everyone," and I get "GO FUCKING DIE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT." I play with my Kia sitting beside me, also playing, and as soon as they find out she's a girl, we hear "Hey, wanna come suck my dick after this game, hunny?" "Where do you live?" "Are you hot?" And the second I say "Uh, that's my girlfriend you're talking to, who it is sitting right beside me," I get "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING FAGGOT, NO SHE'S NOT." "SO WHAT? SHE DOESN'T SUCK YOUR DICK ANYWAY; SHE'S SUCKING MINE."

Honestly, I sometimes wish their dads would walk in the room and beat them with their microphones still on so I could hear it. Being nice to people to get them to be nice in return has stopped working. The only way we can clear this up now is to eradicate the population that is missing the mental capacity to be nice to their fellow man. Too bad that shit'll get you thrown in jail.

I actually get threats over Xbox Live. I get people telling me they're going to come to my house and beat me up, and that they have an IP tracer hooked up to their computers so they can find me.

Yeah. Whatever. Their voices sound like a rat getting stepped on, so I hardly think they possess the rocks to do such a thing. And I'm 6'2", I weigh 195 lbs and I'm NOT fat. I would love to hear the doorbell, open the front door and see these little punks lined up to kick me in the nuts. Hell, I'd even give them each a free shot. Yeah, every little bitch gets a free shot to my balls.

And you know what?

I'd say THANKYOU, kick them back so hard that they'd land on my roof, and then say YOU'RE WELCOME.