For sooth, I was sore distraught to ken that I had missed this very day.
I only learned I had missed it about 2 hours ago or I would have been really annoying (more than usual, I mean.)
Oh, well! International Talk Like a Pirate Day is coming and that one is already marked on my calendar.
Just to get one off my chest, however:
...who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
What can I say? I favor the melancholy Dane...