Remains of the day

Pathetic Classless Idiots, at the start of the season you lot were hell of a lot more quieter at the start of the season when you expected to win nothing, you got what you expected NOTHING.
Your season is over & now I have seen this post it makes me proud that we had the pleasure in puting you out of the FA cup & PL.
Oh, and just one more thing - He Is Class With A Brass, And He SHITS On Fibreglass - Ander-son,son,son.

- Ander8on, Man Utd fan, comment from the-cannon.com

Starting a new blog is like moving out of home for the first time. After the initial thrill of freedom disappears, there's a bit of a lull. It's a bit boring, tell you the truth. You log on, click "new post" and sit in front of the computer wondering what the fuck you can write about. You need a certain amount of tenacity to keep at it. I'm really starting to appreciate people like arseblogger and GS, both of whom have blogged every day for years on end.

It's tough. And sometimes, you feel a bit homesick, and visit the blogs of your formulative years. Occasionally, it's nice to read posts you didn't have to write yourself, and comment in populated forums instead of looking at that depressing "0 comments" label in your own posts.

There's nothing like Mum's home cooking to make you feel a bit better.

It's 4:00pm on a Friday afternoon, and I spent the whole day trawling newsnow for something to write about. I didn't find anything, so I visited a few of my favourite blogs. And on the-cannon.com, I did find something interesting - the Mancs who come onto Arsenal blogs and trash Arsenal (e.g. ander8on, above quote).

I don't resent it, and I'm not angry about it. However, I find it really weird that people have that much spare time (and this comes from a guy who blogs from work), and are that twisted that they'd provoke strangers. It's okay for Bloghead, who's a good sport when he gets insulted in return, but these Mancs are humorless, angry sods.

The question is why? I honestly don't understand these people.

Anyway, it's Friday. Going home.

P.S. Oh, and apparently, Henry was paid 10 million pounds in fees and wages last year to be injured, make moon-eyes at Barca and cheat on Nicole Merry. We should've sold him a year earlier and kept Nicole Merry. She's fucking fine.