Jay's outfit was *awesome* looking. I actually thought that a lot of the designers had great outfits. I wasn't as keen on Mila's as everyone else seemed to be (I preferred the sandpaper one, for example) but whatevs, she didn't win, so that's cool. I felt like what they said to Anthony was really contradictory to what they said to everyone else, so I was really pleased he wasn't auf'd. Emilio's outfit deserved to get him kicked off, but I'm glad he didn't go, 'cause I've really liked some of his clothes in the past.
And they booted Jesse! Woooo!! I haven't liked him since he was a prat in the paired challenge with Ping. So I'm so glad he's gone. (And they were right about his dress looking like a bizarre hershey kiss-- mind you I *like* Hershey kisses, but still-- although I didn't really get "used vacuum bag" from it. Then again, how often does Heidi vacuum? Even if she normally does, I hope she isn't lately 'cause she is one very very pregnant lady.)
Then, EVEN BETTER, on Models, Alexis-the-insect is GONE. Wooooo!
Also, I spun up a whole bunch of dyed locks into a textured single. (I'll be plying it with a smooth single in a similar color.) It had a *lot* of VM (vegetable matter-- read: dried bits of hay) in it, so that was annoying, but it was really nice to spin. I couldn't put the hair on the most recent yarn!chester 'cause while I had curled the yarn for it, it didn't hold any curl, and it needs a *little* for this character. So I rewound it (on a smaller cylinder) and we'll see. I didn't feel like starting another, either. And I've finished 6 sheep (7, actually, 'cause I miscounted at one point) and a wee army style bag for the yarn!chesters to carry weaponry in. So, I spun.
I shower and go to bed now. Tomorrow is going to be a long day, although theoretically not hard. First I have to give/proctor the Shakespeare midterm. Then I have student conferences/workshops. Then a break for lunch, followed by a lecture given by a renaissance professor, but on sprezzatura and classic Hollywood. Then a break, followed by a playreading of The Custom of the Country. I won't get home 'til probably 9 or 10 or so.