God everything in this house including me is coated in a fine layer of glitter IT'S LIKE FAIRIES EXPLODED
But no, fairies didn't explode.
That I am aware of.
I MADE VALENTINES! A fuckton. I'm sending some to everyone in London and one to Gatty and bringing one in for everyone at work which is like 20 just by itself so. IT'S A LOT OF GLITTER AND PINK.
On a totally unrelated note, I get these little updates from the Michigan Shakespeare festival on Facebook and I just got one tonight which was all "Artistic Associate and author David Blixt is serializing a new novel through Shanghai Low Theatricals. It's a spy novel, starring William Shakespeare and Kit Marlowe, set during Shakespeare's "lost years.""
The dude who is writing this used to teach me drama when I was a kid and I have seen him in a ton of plays and he is very good at acting and a pretty cool guy so I was like OKAY I'LL CLICK THE LINK!
And omg, you guys
It turned out to basically be really really unsubtle Christopher Marlowe/William Shakespeare slash fic
I am not even kidding fucking check this shit out it's the best No seriously you should all read it here's an excerpt if you don't believe me:
"Quickly Kit threw an arm about Will’s neck, drawing him close and pressing the forefinger from his free hand to Will’s lips, close to his own. “Mum’s the word. Allow me to surprise you.” Kit’s long lashes were brushing Will’s brow, and the look in Kit’s eye was intense and communicative, though its message was lost on Will’s brain."
THAT IS NOT EVEN THE FIFTH GAYEST PART OF THESE CHAPTERS
GO READ THEM NOW