#5 [Written]

[rialta_fianaise]

Okay, so... I really can't be bothered doing anything. Sloth's one of the Sins, though, isn't it? I should get something done. So.

Top ten things on Padraic's mind today:

1. I really shouldn't have called home. I mean, I really shouldn't. What if Jack wakes up and his parents say I'm still alive and then he sees the body?
2. Chrysalid's being awfully

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[frigginsterling]

8. Who gives a shit?

Fuck it, mate, what's the point of thinking about this shit? Won't help anyone here.

[rialta_fianaise]

Really? 'Cause it's helping me a hell of a lot.

Thinking = good.
Sloth = bad.

Need me to break that down any more?

[frigginsterling]

You've got to be shittin' me, mate. Sloth is God, no arguments. Lazy days in the sun. A fuckload better with a fag, a beer and some mates, but cool all the same.

[rialta_fianaise]

No, sloth is a sin. A Sin, in fact.

Sins are not God. The two are pretty much mutually exclusive. Although I'm tempted to believe otherwise every time I look at a newspaper...

[frigginsterling]

Pat, mate? Fuck that. I'm knackered, I'm bored and, let's be honest, I've always been a lazy sod. Sin or not, sloth is a shitload of fun, so if you don't mind, I'm going to be spending the next month in bed. Hope that doesn't affect your delicate Catholic sensibilities.

[rialta_fianaise]

[Dry laugh]

Well, I'm not about to preach at you.

Night, night. Sleep tight. Don't let the conscience bite.

[frigginsterling]

Conscience? What is this con-shunce?

[rialta_fianaise]

It's this little voice that tells you when you're being an absolute dickhead.