Dear Diary

My name is Jeff, I am 22 years old and I run a small retail store with a few friends.

Today is February 8^th; we had our grand opening one week ago. Disappointing so far, but let’s stay optimistic.

I live in the city, renting a pretty neat apartment on the top floor with a pretty sweet view. It’s been only a few days since I moved from my old flat to this new place, as I decided to move in with this guy my older brother knew who was looking for a roommate. So I now share this place with a flat mate, and I was pretty open to the idea, it seemed fun.

I guess I still have to warm up to this guy though, I didn’t really know much about him other than the teachings of Christianity and the things my brother told me. But so far he seems okay, though he has a pretty weird name; Jesus. And he’s the son of God. So I guess he has that going for him.

He’s attending the nearby university, where as far as I know yet, he only has art classes. I’ll know more by tonight, it’s the first time we’ll hang out. I’m making tacos.

Never been much of a diary or journal guy, but I’m going to try to stick with it.