Dreamed of stacking, crinolines, and cocktails

Yesterday I spun some more red brown alpaca, finished up some preliminary
experiments and plots and sent them over to my boss, got skipped over by
the shuttle and walked home. I watched two episodes of the new Queer Eye
over knitting, and so far they are fighting toxic masculinity wherever they
find it, which is wonderful. The apparently-nc touching in ep 2 was a
little off putting, though by the end it was voluntary & spontaneous, so
maybe there was consent going on behind the scenes? Wishful thinking? I can
hope.