Dirty

Forgive me, for I do not have the grace with words, nor the topics to keep you interested like my sister does, and I know what I write will not change the world, but dammit it is important!!

What is going on, it seems like everywhere I look I feel this urge to up-chuck my last happy meal. Its the latest fad stretching from Newfoundland, to Alberta, and not just because most people in AB are from NL, but its on t.v. and media outlets everywhere. No, I am not talking about Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus, I am speaking more of her father... and that ugly fuzz growing over his lip.

Why is there so many people with mustaches?! do they realize how nasty looking they are?! Its about 10x worse than the Mullet, instead of Business in the front, Party in the back, all you have is DIRT ON YOUR FACE! and nothing in the back. It is quite the disappointment. 

Five o'clock shadow =  sexy

Two Day Stubble = prickly

Full out Beard = Fuzzy and Tickly

Goatee = Trying a little too hard

Mustache = Dirty.

Its like you started shaving, and got tired of it halfway through. I am going to start carrying a razor around with me, and next person I see that has a dirty mustache will be the first victim of the "Mustache Mafia", beware you nasty men (and some women). 

Thank-You.

 

Lil acts of kindness

I happen to be at a charity fundraising event here in the city called "Big Tom Living in the Shed for Daffodil Place".
For those of you who are unaware - Daffodil Place is an accommodation building for people who need to travel to the city for Cancer treatment - so as to eliminate the stress and the cost of finding somewhere to stay for those periods of time. (You can read more about this yourself HERE)
K-Rock's superstar, Big Tom, is living in a shed a few feet by a few feet for 8 days in a charity event to raise money to finish the construction of this much needed building.
To keep us posted on his progress he is writing a daily blog that can be found HERE and there is a 24/7 live cam feed HERE.
So, now that I have told you the circumstances of this event - I will tell you why I am writing this (other than to spread the word of this more than generous offer of Big Tom's time).
The lil acts of kindness that you see from people. People of all shapes and sizes.
I was at the shed checking in on Biggie T - and a car pulls up with a family of three in it and a lil girl climbs out of it and rushes to the shed so she could give Big Tom her 20 dollars to go towards the charity.
And I was just so touched at the moment I told the people I was there with that I thought it was sweet - at which point they unloaded on me the stories that had been going on for the last 2 days. Lil boys dropping of 1/2 of their birthday cake and 1/2 of their birthday money. People of donating 5 dollars because that is all they had to spare but gave it because they felt others needed it more than they did. Families driving from across the city to drop off blankets and donations because they were heart struck about what Tom was doing.
It just warms you up a lil in a cold February to hear that in such a cut throat and backstabbing and stressful world that we all get absorbed in and consumed by so easily - that there is still genuine kindness out there in heart of all sorts of people. And we should find a lil faith in that.

Conan plays 1860's baseball

Its so awkward its funny

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Welcome the UFC

Earlier this week, the UFC had to contact the NSAC with back up plans to move its April UFC 97 from Montreal to Las vegas, due to regulatory issues. There is more than 20,000 people that have purchased tickets to this fight, and it was sold out in less than a week. I think Britney Spears tickets lasted longer than that. Thank-God that someone came to their senses and Montreal and the UFC have worked through to resolve their problems, much to the relief to the fans.

The UFC first venture to Montreal in April 2008 for their organizations Canadian debut. It was UFC 83, and it was amazing. The crowd was wild, it set an attendance record with 21,390 fans, who accounted for over a $5.1 million gate.

UFC had 13,000 tickets sold in a presale to UFC Fight Club members, and the event offically sold out ONE MINUTE after the tickets went on sale to the general public one week later.

UFC 97 will feature : Middleweight champ Anderson "the Spider" Silva vs. Thales Leites

      Chuck "the Iceman" Liddell vs. Mauricio "Shogun" Rua

      Ed Herman vs. David Loiseau

      Jason McDonald vs. Nate Quarry

Now, for those who have not alot of interest in UFC, I apologize, but I think if I may be in love with it. Let me put it this way, you go to a hockey game, and there's a fight, you enjoy it, thats a given. Its part of the game, it makes it exciting.

These people are that x10. That have grace, and stamina, and amazing abilities. Its not barbaric, or crule. They don't have to fight if they don't want to, its not the only thing they know. Take our hero George St. Pierre for example. He has discipline like no other, he works hard all day long, and he loves what he does. And ladies... when you see a gorgeous man, with respect for others, and really tight shorts on, you do not complain... you drool a little. 

The main fight card for UFC 97, will be Anderson vs. Thales and Chuck vs. Mauricio. My picks will be Anderson to win the main event, because he is one really big black man, that has never had anyone go more than 2 rounds with him in a fight (patrick cote made it to round 3 but then blew out his knee, so I tend to not count that), and he has a name like "the Spider" you think they call him that because he has no control over his limbs? This guy could have his foot touching his face and he will still be balanced on the other leg, and kicking your ass with his two hands.

In the Chuck Liddle vs. Mauricio Rua fight, I am not too sure about. Chuck hasn't had such a good run lately, gettin knocked out in 1:30 by Randy Jackson, and again by Rashad Evans, I half hope he wins because I think people are getting sick of making fun of him and though he was once the best in the world, he is now the under dog, and just like Randy Coutour, it will soon be time for retirement.

Remember big guy, its always better to burn out than to fade away, and its starting to get a little dark in here already. So please, for all that is holy, win this fight. 

I know its a nice while away, but on the ufc site, its the only one sold out, others on March 7th, and April 11th still have lots of tickets left, and since the crowd going crazy at UFC 83, it made me proud to be a Canadian that supports the UFC. 

Today's Rockabilly Bride!

Man - with a new surge of people I know getting hitched - and of course the typical daydreaming of a chick approaching her 30's I have been poking around on the bridal sites a lil more than usual lately.
And I have never been more impressed.
Site like Offbeatbride.com are my wish come true!
Tux's with converse sneakers, Audrey Hepburn inspired dresses, crayon box inspired colors. It is amazing.
I have recently been introduced to the concept of crinoline overload and button bouquets! Weddings held at Dinner theatres and pictures being taken on old train platforms and rusty fire escape - all after my own heart.
No more - bride-must-wear-white groom-must-wear-tux and get married in a stuffy church and take stuffy garden pictures....anything is game!
Bright Orange Pearls and Aqua polkadot bridesmaids dresses....*drool*
This has revived my desire for a wedding (having been traditionally jaded for the majority of my adult life).
AND it is not just the clothes that has changed - wedding cakes have lil rubber ducks on top of them - or Beatles pictures on them stating "All you need is Love" - ain't it the truth!
Tattoo's and piercings are things to be embraced and complimented .... *sigh* I am in dreamland! (especially since if I ever get married one of my bridesmaids has a significant amount of ink that makes me envious).
No more mints with lil bits of Tool around them! and no more useless engraved key chains....
Girls - welcome to being able to think outside of the traditional box and embrace the individuality and bliss that can come from having YOUR perfect wedding - instead of the TRADITIONAL perfect wedding
*sigh*

Birth and the Right to it...

I am being spurred to write this after hearing story after story of people with children (or lots of children) who simply do not deserve the right to ever create life.
It is bad enough that with all of the advances with medicine and technology that we have pretty much eliminated the process of natural selection - hence allowing the stupider, ignorant, psychotic population to multiply and inflict themselves on us....now we are in a society that refuses to regulate anything that has to do with parenthood.
We have to be a certain age to drink, vote, drive, smoke. We have to go to school and pass tests to work. We even have to take courses to take care of OTHER PEOPLES children. We are even on waiting lists and probed and interviewed extensively for YEARS to adopt a child - or foster care a child....but nothing about having to pass tests or take courses to legally have a child of our own.
And in an age where we are killing our own children, abusing them, selling them, using them for government money or attention - we ought to implement a system that saves the innocents from being brought into a world that does not have the best intentions for them
NOW WITH THAT SAID....I am not saying a person cannot have a child if they are not of huge financial means or anything like that. I am saying that they should be screened, tested, educated and held responsible for their actions when it comes to having a child.
I am saying - lets get rid of the people who abuse the god given right to child birth.
It kills me to know and witness people who would give their heart and soul to have a child and for whatever reason cannot....and then there are people who have lil children and treat them as a burden and all they had to do was get laid by some duchbag in an alley somewhere.
It is getting to the point in our lifestyles where maybe - for once- the government needs to jump in a force child regulation and not just assume that because someone HAS a child that they are in good care......
The news will tell you that is not true, your own eyes will tell you that is not OK, in an increasingly twisted world - we are at a point where we have interfered with nature and the children of the world are paying for it.

*insert drum roll here* Book Review Two

I think is is due time for another freaking-awesome book to be put into the light. While i am reading many that i will be doing future reviews on, this one is more along the lines of something I would never picture myself reading, nor liking... but the cover was pretty cool to look at, so I bought it.

The book opens with a cynic, physically handsom, and very sexually adept man (he was in the porn industry), who dwells in modern life, and has no moral compass. While he is driving along a road he is distracted by what seems to be a flight of arrows coming from the trees. As he tries to advoid them he crashes into the ravine below and suffers horrible burns over much of his body, including the "money maker". While recovering in the burn ward, undergoing the tortures of the damned that he believes himself to be, he waits for the day that he can leave the hospital and commit the carefully planned suicide he has been plotting since his first day in the CCU. 

To spoil his plan, a clearly unhinged, but beautiful gargoyle scupltress by the name of Marianne Engel shows up and insists that they were once lovers in medieval Germany. In her tale, he was a badly injured mercenary and she was a nun in the monastery of Engelthal who nursed him back to health. She tells him other stories of deathless love in Japan, Iceland, Italy, and England, and he finds himself having something to look forward to, besides the morphine. 

But the pull of his past sins become even more powerful as his perscription becomes addictive, and Marianne receives word that she only has twenty-seven sculptures left to complete-then her time is finished.

 The Gargoyle is the Inferno of our time, it will make you think the word "karma" as more of a sentence than a belief. But it will have you hoping and wanting the impossible. Just proves that sometimes, you should judge a book by its cover. 

Babies Birthing Babies

I seem to be followed by the little humans today, I attended a baby shower this afternoon, and when I check my email i get this crazy news letter. in the UK a 13 year old boy has become the father of a little girl. Him and his girl friend, who is 15, gave birth to their child 4 days ago, named Maisie Roxanne. 

This boys voice hasn't even dropped yet, he is 4 feet tall, and looks about 8. When I was 12 i thought boys still had Cooties! And at the time my biggest worry in the world really was about not getting the Coots from the Grandy's, or the love of my life at that special time, Isaac Bishop *what was I thinking*. Grade 7... can you imagine,  it is hard enough being a young mom at the age of 20, while making your own money and a living, in grade 7 I got money for a movie on a friday night, and I'd be damned if i was giving up that movie for a baby!! (remember I am only saying I owuld not give up a movie for a baby if i was 13, not at the present age) 

Now-a-days my opinion may be different, but all the luck in the world goes out to this little boy and his girl, things happen for a reason, and I wish them the best. 

Support Local

When I lived in St.John's, while for a short time, I fell in love with the local music scene. The underground bands that have a following in the cultured city are some of my most loved songs and performances. 

The likes of Hey Rosetta! who've been having songs featured on commercials and tv shows such as the CBC series "Wild Roses" on Tuesday nights, have been old news to the town and people of St.John's and while up here in Fort McMurray I cannot go into a music store without hearing them, they could have never gotten that far without the people from home. 

A good friend of mine has been getting noticed lately, he has been featured at the George Street Festival, the SOCAN songs and stories stage, MusicNL awards, and is currently in Memphis playing for venues. I feel in love with his music the very first time I ever heard him, and while I have great respect and understanding of jazz & blues, my friends did not. I brought them to a show at the Fat Cat on George and thats when I realized how addictive his music can be. The featured artist/band I am speaking of is Chris Kirby and the Marquee. 

Chris has been described as " a young blues songwriter with a sound beyond his years...", his debut CD "Chris Kirby on Rum and Religion" has been unoffically vlassified as "modern pop-blues", and the Marquee with consists of Craig Follett on bass and Mark Marshall on drums, bring the tight arrangements and spontaneous jams to a unique and unforgettable show everytime. 

CK&M are coming out with a new album called Vampire Hotel, you can pre-order with free shipping from his myspace, and have access to songs and lyrics on songbids. 

P.S. My personal favorites are Crime in F# minor, and Tell Me Something. 

Presenting: Remington!

So we have welcomed a new member to the family, and its in the form of a Nova Scotia Duck Toller. I got him December 15th, and he has been very badly behaved ever since, his name is Remington, and he doesn't answer to anything but. He loves anything that moves, including slippers, fingers, noses, and for god sakes don't let him see you speak, he goes straight for where ever the sound is coming from.  

The Gift of Giving

So - it was my friends birthday yesterday and all day - I - myself- could not wipe the smile off of my face.

I was happy, filled with jokes and compliments, absolutely giddy.

Why? you ask...

Because she loved the gift I gave her, and I loved that she loved it.

Corney right? Maybe - but I think there is something to be said for finding joy in making others happy.

I have always been the type of person who likes to give more than get. It has been something that has defined me among those who know me. I like to give - and expect absolutely nothing except your happiness and a thank you in return.

I create, choose, ponder, give all things with much thought and consideration - and by then I feel as though I am emotionally invested in the whole thing.

So - I got to see my friend open her gift via webcam (A Vintage Art Deco Repo 18kt GF Onyx Pointer Ring like something right off of Maleficients finger with a DVD copy of the now-vaulted Sleepy Beauty to accompany it) and the entire time I was biting my nails and then exploding with happiness and self satisfaction at her reactions to what I had bestowed upon her. Then, knowing that I contributed to a great start to a special day for someone else - I was filled with happiness that seeped out of every oraface - hence making others near me happy as well.

Seemed like a win win situation to me.

The Start of a New Review

The new year is only into its second month and i am already fighting off new addictions. My addictions may not be the same as others or as bad as some may think, but to me, they can be life altering. I have never touched a cigarette or drugs before, so I have to vise my addictive behaviors out in other ways, such as texting, and google on my phone, and reading.

Reading? that's right. I average about 3000 pages a week, and not in large print either. Twilight books? All 4 read in 3 days?! I don't know what to do with myself. I read when I am bored, angry, tired, don't want to talk to people, anything, anytime, any mood. I am to the point now where it is so compulsive that if i am lying in bed I can't pick up a book, because I won't fall asleep if I start reading it. 

So, I figured I could give a review of the books I have read/reading. My sister is more for the movies, so she can be the critique on those, but i call dibs on the hardcover/paperbacks/paper-between-the-covers thing. 

One of my favorite books of the past year has been "I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell" by Tucker Max (www.tuckermax.com). This book may be considered one of the most degrading/amazing things to come out in stores, and it will probably keep that title for a long time.  Tucker Max can hope all he wants, but when it comes to eternal damnation he doesn't exactly have a choice, unless one can think of another punishment for a man whose more tame offenses include hiding the crutches of a distracted cripple and crashing a car into a donut shop.

This 277 page book about non-stop drinking, debauchery, and fornication, is a collection of stories that track a man from law school to complete indulgence. The analogy intakes the reader with its complete absurity and humor, and Tthe ironic part is that Max might not be the funniest one in it. His colleges in crime can be compared to the crew in Jackass with Ivy League brains, and they provide the foil of the insanity to Tuckers actions.

The standout is member "Slingblade", an undisclosed aged man who has a green lantern bedspred and batman symbol sheets, dolls that he prefers to call "action figures", a very open opinion on old G.I. Joe vs. new G.I. Jo, and has opening lines to a conversations like "I go to the gym, you should try it sometime".

Now don't get me wrong, the message and the idea of this book will certainly not make you want to tell your parents to go out and buy it, and bringing it up in conversation will more than likely step on a few toes, but if you enjoy it and understand what Tucker Max is saying than it should not be a problem. This book is about not "deserving" respect, but demanding it. People will treat you the way you allow them to treat you, and nothing is going to change unless you make it. Its a good moral, wrapped up in a very dirty bedsheet. 

Love <3

The most talked about - written about - sang about - thought about - sought after - ran from thing in existence.

Never has one thing been so strengthening - so weakening - so happy - so painful - so clear - so confusing all at once.

It can lead to a forever Utopic state - or to our own demise.

Our own growth and flourishing - our own discovery completeness. Our own shut down - our own withdrawal.

It is so disturbing, yet comforting that a force can have such a power of us as creatures.

We look and look and look for it - yet we may look past it even when it is sitting right in front of us. We think we know what it is until it hits us. Or we think we have been hit by it - only to discover later we had it confused with something else like obsession and dependance - which are not even close to being love - but trigger the same responses.

We think we can only have it once - but how can that be so with so many great people in the world? How can there be only one? And if that were true - our odds of finding "the one" are slim - I mean - how often to hear about stories where "the one" was continents away living in a war torn country with no way of meeting anyone else but the people next to them in just as much of a disarray as they are?

Love - a high emotion -the only positive one on the list - which is probably why it is not always felt as being positive. Right up there with the high emotions is hate and anger - which could probably explain jealously - but that is a totally other topic altogether.

An emotion that makes us stay in IMPOSSIBLE situations - a situation that any one who WASN'T cursed with love with have been out of long ago with all of their senses in tack. An emotion that can bring us to tears of dismay or happiness in a heart beat (play on words intended there).

An emotion that makes us humble - and different people - good or bad.

One seeking love should seek with caution - and an open heart as well as open eyes. True love could pass you by and you will never know it while you are out looking for your perceived ideas.

New Writer

So as you may - or may not - have noticed ... there is a new writer for this blog...My Sissy.

Sissy (Tag name SistA) is one of the only people I know who is as honest as I am and freaking hilarious while doing it (no pressure sissy).

I hope you enjoy her writings as much as I do.

Welcome SistA!! :)

♥Valentine's Day♥ a.k.a S.A.D (Single Awareness Day)

Where Valentines very well may be a "Card company created" occaision, we can't forget what it actually represents - it is a day that reminds us to do something special/nice for those who we care most about. 
Not just significant others - but family and friends as well.
In our busy society of today - we NEED a day that reminds us/tells us to do nice things for people. It is shameful - but it is true. 
If you truely think (and I am sure you would be right) that it is a "corporate holiday", then don't give in to the pressures to go out a buy dozens of cards and candies and jewelery and gifts....do something sweet, and thoughtful and kind. Make your own card, go out to dinner (or better yet stay in and cook dinner), do something memorable. 
....Let's face it flowers and chocolates are not very original anyways and they garner no romance in most people....
But folks - the point is - let's not be too bitter about a day that is essentially just about love. It doens't matter that it is a fabricated day - it's designated meaning is important (or at least should be) to everyone - single or taken. 

The extinction of Polaroid

This is my first post on a blog, ever. There is no doubt in my mind that it may blow the goat, but what the heck. I think its neat that my sister asked me to write on her blog, this will give you readers some perceptions from both sides of the country. I am one of those creative people that decided it would be original and unthought of to move to a far-away-land-of-opportunity named "Fort McMurray". 

I don't miss home very much, I miss the culture of St.John's, the home cooked meals of Corner Brook, and the fresh air of Burin... but all in all i can always visit. Here there is Oil, and Cows, and Redneck Politions, kind of sounds like our friends to the South.. aka. Texas, but its cold here, and much better looking people. 

Now, for the important stuff. In a few months everything to do with a Polaroid camera will be unavailable to buy, they are discontinuing everything, and this makes me very sad. How will I ever get a picture to look like it came from the early 1990's!! I am sure i am not the only one who misses having their face on a little piece of plastic and watching it develop in front of your eyes! no 10 megapixles that pick up on the small hair out of place of blemish, everyone looks great on a polaroid!

I did a little magic, and typed in "substitute for the polaroid" in google, and it lead me to www.poladroid.net , and my vain, self-obsessed world was changed for the best. (the site will give you all the instuctions you need, and it works on both mac and pc)

Complex Web

I try to explain where I am coming from in most situations and my reson for doing so - and yet - more times than not I am not met with understanding - or compassion - but conflict, hostility, or misplaced anger.
Me - being the paranoid, self-blaming person that I am, automatically assumes that it is something I have said or done to get this reaction from someone, and that it is my lack of communication or patience that has lead to being treated the way that I am.
But the truth of the matter is that I haven't.
The truth of the matter is that we have no control over anyone else in our lives or around us (unless they WANT to be controlled). We can only hope that they will respect us and treat us as we deserve to be treated. Try to understand, try to be compassionate.But there are no guarantees about that.
There is no physical law that will make that person be kind to you because you were kind to them, or love you because you love them, or (on the other hand) make you treat them poorly because they did to you, or hate them because they feel that way about you (sadly).We just go through life with expectations. Of each other, of ourselves, from our life.But no guarantees. Kind people get treated badly all the time. Mean people can, and will, prosper. You would like to think there is such a things as "come-uppin’s", but there isn't.
So, where do these expectations come from?Well, I would guess that they come from the fact that some, or many, people have them, that they DO act a certain way to get a certain thing in return, and if we all do that then we do, in some way or another, all get what we want.Until we run into someone who is not the norm.
Someone so self absorbed and without consequence that they say what they want, do what they want, whenever they want to whoever they want.
One could think that this is just our personal freedom to do all of the things that we want to do whenever we want to do them- and they would be right.
However, most of us do not do it at others expense.
Most of us are more mindful of what impact our actions will have on the others around us AS WELL AS OURSELVES.
Because we would not wish for anyone to disregard us in the same manner.Such a complex web we cast. I can't compare it to the cliché ripples in the water because it is much messier than that.
Ripples fade away, a web CAN be broken but the little sticky pieces stay stuck with us until we can find a way to cleanse ourselves or rub it off.
Just like actions.
Good or bad, the way a person treats you leaves an impression on you until something is done to change that. Sometimes you may choose to look past it and remember things that person has done in the past, either to hold onto what you love or to hold onto a grudge. But either way, that action sticks with you.
Bunching up in the cobwebs of your mind.I understand that the things that happen to us in our lives, make us who we are. But that doesn't always mean that it has made us better or stronger. And we would be crazy to think that it has.

The 3 C's of being sick

Why does no one understand the concept of staying home when they are sick anymore?

*it should be noted that I am writing this entry from home, on my couch, with the heat on crank and a soft tissue shoved up my nose to keep the never ending flow of mucus at bay*

I mean - I do understand that it is a little loss of money in a world where there isn't much - however - this worker mentality has started long before our recession.

People coming to work sneezing, snotting, coughing their way through a work day - touching door handles, paper, coffee cups, paper towel dispensers, your desk, and the list goes on depending on the workplace environment.

Now, don't get me wrong, I am not dissing good work ethic and the love of a person's job - I just find that MOST of the people who show up are truly miserable in what they are doing and are unproductive in doing it when they are sick. So the company suffers, they suffer, I simply don't understand it. It seems so simple to decide to stay home for 1 or 2 days and get better rather than go to work and not get rest, take twice as long to heal, and make everyone around you sick while you are at it.

I get that everyone is a cog in the wheel - but most of us are not so important that taking a sick day is going to lead to the end of the company we work for as we know it.

So - Today I am reminding people of the 3 C's of staying or getting healthy while sick.

1. Cleanliness - always wash your hands while touching things at work, not in a crazy way, just consistently especially if you are handling alot of paper that is being handed to you or are frequenting other peoples work area.
2. Containment - STAY HOME, when you realise that you are sick it is important to stay home and get better rather than coming to work and spreading germs throughout our workplace and to your coworkers
3. Care - Take Care of yourself. Before you get sick, drink lots of orange juice, dress warmly, eat healthy, be active - all of these things lead to preventions. AFTER you get sick, keep warm, rest, eat foods that are good for you and will help with a speedy recovery.

It is not rocket science people - just good old fashioned common sense.

Art On Demand

They say that the best art comes from a tortured sole - and I am inclined to agree.



I am involved in all sorts of creative forms; jewelery making, card making, scrap booking, clothing design, poetry, digital photography, drawing and painting and I LOVE doing all of these things - especially doing them and giving the end result to others.



There is just something really satisfying about seeing the look of surprise and appreciation on another persons face when you hand them something unique and thoughtful.



However - unless I am in the mood to do them - they do not get done. I am terrible at doing things on demand - which is why I have never put myself out there as an artist for hire. Or sold very many of my things for that matter.



My creative juices are flow most when I am in turmoil - and they don't lead to a gloom and doom result either. Well, some of my poetry does, but that is to be expected.



When I am happy - my interest is not in being artistic - it is in doing things that involve travel and friends and my lover.



This, overall, poses some challenges.

1. I am involved in the start up of a custom lingerie company and have no prototypes.


2. I am constantly being asked for different type of paintings from family and friends and they have built up into a huge To-Do pile.


3. I have wanted to give some things as gifts for special occasions to a) Save money and b) show thoughtfulness of my gifts.


4. I have gone to several different places and have experiences many different things that I want to document in my scrapbooks (which people keep giving me and are laying empty under my bookshelf.

I am trying, now, to find a way to channel my positive energies into a creative form.
I have found happiness in my relationship and life - and therefore haven't created in a very long time.
Is there is a happy medium - a way to have the best of both worlds?

When?

When did it become a bad thing to be considerate, caring, and compassionate of others?
When did it become a punishment to love someone unconditionally with all of your heart?
When did society decide to walk all over the ones who reach out their hand to help?
When did we stop touching each others lives in a positive way?
Or working to be good friends? or being supportive of each other because we don't have the time - or the selflessness to be there?
When did we start letting old friendships die? Only to pick up semi-sorta-kinda friendships with strangers that are too consumed by themselves and their drama to take a second to listen to what is happening around them.
And in all of this - we are surprised to find ourselves alone - yet surrounded by people.
We are accessible in every way possible - work phone, home phone, cell phone, MSN, AIM, Skype, e-mail, facebook, myspace - we can be accessed every second of every day if we wish - but never when you need it.
People are more content leaving random nothings on each others "Wall" than they are with taking a second to relax, sit back. and enjoy a coffee or a drink with some very close friends.I would trade all of my "half-friends" to keep the close ones I have - I think I am safe in saying that even though my life reeks of drama that is half my own doing and half inflicted on me on a regular basis - I am always there, to lend an ear, a coffee cup, a beer can, a hug (virtual or othewise) to those who I care about.
I am not dissing the privledges that technology has offered us to find each other after years, or to stay in touch in times when you would never be able to. But, I am saying that it has allowed us to be lazy in our social interactions with each other.
Impersonal, brief, mutli-tasked into someone's day if you are lucky, spelling errors, insincere apologies, insincere expressions of love. The art of face-to-face interaction is a dying one.
One that needs to be revived.