Went to Target afterwards and bought... stuff. Benedryl, food, a night sleepy mask thing - for $4.99! There was one that was a buck and a half less, but it was made of terry cloth vs. satin, and had obnoxious teenagery pictures on it, in annoying teenage hot dark pink and teal. I also got what must've been THEE LAST TEA BALL IN THE WOOOOORLD, or so my wocked off mind decided, after searching high and low.
I dirtied myself almost immediately upon working - for the rest of the evening, it looked as if I lactated motor oil. Sexeh. I told Yancey that I was really a pregnant robot in disguise. He was not amused.
I thought I had more to say, but I can't think of it at the moment.