So I wrote a short story that I’ve been posting on here bit by bit (I WILL POST THE NEXT SECTION, I SWEAR TO GOD) and I happened to have written it for a class and I brought it in to be critiqued and I just.  I can die happy, because I straight-up witnessed a room full of Very Serious Critical Authors (yes I am a little derisive of my Very Pompous College Peers) get into a violent ship war.  It escalated to shouting, the teacher looked horrified, and at least two people had brought in copies of the story annotated to support their ship–and these two came in armed and loaded for bear.  Or heteronormativity, but same difference.

And so after class I came back to my dorm room and burst through the door and announced to my roommate: 

“I have thrown the golden apple of ambiguous lesbianism among the masses and war has broken out.”

And honestly I’ve never been so proud of a sentence that ever came out of my mouth.