Err, and I also have most of a quarter of really good weed waiting for me. All I have to do is wait out this cultural wasteland-- which is at least giving me a week-long tolerance break, no expenses, really good free food for a land WHERE THERE ARE NO FUCKING JALAPEÑOS WHAT THE FUCK, and the very important reassurance that my mom and stepdad are gonna be okay for the moment.
Most of the remaining damage is to self-esteem, and y'all have a great history of boosting that in me.