You're Not A Pirate

Today turned out to be pretty dece. The sophomores had ISTEP to take, so I didn't have to go into school until 11:48. It was a perfect opportunity to sleep in...wait thats right I can't use that right. I fell asleep around 3:30 last night and woke up at like 5. Then I just watched TV and some movies for a while. I listened to the radio too. I just layed on my fouton and killed time. I was wandering around the house just tryin to find something to do when I found my tye dye Treasure Island bandana. I grabbed it this morning when I was getting dressed. To my surprise, Matt, Dan, and Ryan stopped by to see what I was doing. They just said to meet them at Subway. Nope. There was no time. They said whatever and just went on their merry way...except Ryan. He hung around and waited for me to get dressed. As I was leaving I grabbed the bandana and headed out the door. Ryan said, "What are you some sort of pirate?" I said "What makes you think I'm not?". His response was simply, "You're not a pirate." I can be whatever the hell I want to be Fettucini Alfredo. Yea, I went there. What are you gonna do around that Ryan? No anyway I like that bandana, I'm gonna start wearin it more often. It makes me feel like a pirate. Plus it fits with all the crap I've been doing. Mainly petty thievery, as I like to consider it...asshole tax. I'll explain denomonations of that on the next post. Until then, get some sleep everybody. ARG!! (Now All I Need Is A Cool Pet Like A Parrot or a Monkey...or a Chinchilla)