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Work wasn't too bad today. I still would've preferred not going, but I've had worse nights. Some of you may recall my mentioning the kitchen guy I have a crush on in other entries. Well, I learned two important things about him today. One, his name is Jeffrey. And two (even more important), he's 22. Which is nice because he looks like he's about 17 and I was feeling all dirty.

Church tomorrow, then a trip to Bayonne to visit grandpa. My father's plan is to make it as brief as possible. We'll see.

I go to bed now.