Day 10 - March 3rd 2026

To begin, let me preface this with knowledge to avoid all possible misconceptions.
I am a man consumed by sloth, the sin of indifference, the culpable lack of physical or spiritual effort, and frankly, laziness.

This is all simply to say that I did not do much on this day (but considering this is part of the assignment, I will still regale the tale of this date, the 3rd of March of the 2026th year Anno Domini).

At the crack of dawn, I was awoken by my bothersome roommate's alarm clock.
Now gentlemen (and all others reading these notes), I would like to make it clear that this gentleman has work two hours before me.
This thus means I am logically inclined to wake up two hours succeeding his uncivil arising.

Alas, the world is not so simple, my dear reader, for the devil of restlessness took hold of my soul and refused me my slumber.
Nonetheless, I had to arise from my bedding and begin the day, and like every day before it, I triumphed, pulling myself from the soft embrace of my resting place to commence labour at the tech retailer to which I have been assigned.

The commute was not simple, for it never is with Google Maps.
It was the first time I ever took the Luas to work (I usually take a bus or two, occasionally three).
This only leaves me to assume that either Google Maps has been deceiving me, or reality itself is breaking apart.
Still, there is nothing I can do about this supposed reality-breaking torment of my passage towards Tech Club and Mr. Phone.

Upon my arrival, my task was made clear to me: to create an advertisement for this establishment.
Usually this was delegated to my dearest co-worker, but alas, he was not present at the moment.
Now I will admit, gentlemen, that once again my sloth hath taken hold of me.
The devil, taking control of my being, used artificial intelligence to construct said commercial.
Truly despicable! How dare this vile serpent of sin commit such atrocious acts? I shall never forgive this fiend.

Alas, my supervisor, not being aware of my possession, scolded me.
Still, he accepted it and we moved on.
Though my fate, now accursed by punishment for my deeds, was to work on the company website.
This, though, went by relatively quickly. 'Twas simply an addition of the "Parts" subsection.
Afterwards, my mentor taught me the ways of a heating pad (as simple as pressing the button and waiting for the temperature to rise).

For the rest of the time spent at work, I continued with my ukulele practice.

Afterwards, I once again visited Chapter, the famous bookstore.
I must confess that place has taken hold of me, never seeming to let me go.
I bought a total of four books (in theory five), all from the same author: Fyodor Dostoevsky.

These books include: White Nights, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, Devils, The Gambler and The House of the Dead. (these last two being each individual stories but in one book).

Afterwards, I returned to my humble abode, read said previously mentioned books, and had a good night's rest.