Me class was cancelled, due to me teacher takin' ill (perhaps he has what I have), and thar was no n'sway of findin' out about it until I had reached me port of the Salty Lake, so I dropped off me homework, turned th' boat around, and floated on back home. I ought to be doin' me laundry, but I'm completely tuckered out and will probably be nappin' near Davy Jones for a while tonight.
Accordin' to me LiveJournal account, this'll be posted to my Captain's log. They've changed their logo fer the day, too. Ships ahoy, thar be a boat. I'm waitin' fer the day when Google joins th' fun.
And that's about all I can take of talking like a pirate with this blasted cold.