I'm sorry, everborty. I should have posted last night but, well, I was in just a miserable state. I hope nobody was too worried that I wasn't going to feed myself yesterday. Because I did cowbort up and go outside and eat. And then because I was
I ate so much I was physically miserable for a while. Please forgive me.
Also, pea. You can be proud of me. I did the math and there are six tex-mex-cali-sw style places to eat within a few miles of where I live. (Okay, five that I know for sure and there's a sixth that I need to investigate.) Granted they're probably not the burritocea* like you have at the end of your driveway but considering this isn't the grande metropolis of Lolorado, I feel p good about that factoid.
*Burritocea - portmanteau of burrito and panacea, meaning a wonderful heavenly place of perfection but with burritos instead of humangs.