Saturday, April 26th, 2003 | 19:55
Fuckin' rusty nails.

I was going to go out tonight. Out on the town. Eventually I realized that there was no way I was going to have any fun so I cancelled. I might just drink at home to make up for it.
Raking the lawn this afternoon (in my one-stars), I stepped on a large button with an even larger rusty nail sticking out of it. It took me a second to realize the nail was half an inch inside me.
Does anybody know how long it takes to die from tetanus? I got a shot a few years ago, though I don't know how long those last.
My dad asked me if my muscles were getting stiff. I've had excruciating back pain for the last few days so it's kinda tough to judge.

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