In history I got a note from Faith saying that the new-guy barista thought I was "hott," and then when I mentioned Oxford I got even hotter--off the charts hott. Surprised and delighted and mildly creeped out, the rest of the day was spent in a self-confident high complete with giddiness and giggles and, of course, lots of oogly journaling.
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