There’s a hole in my foot, dear Liza

So I stepped on a 1/4″ bolt yesterday night, without shoes on. Managed to drive it a good distance into my foot, at least far enough that I had to actually *unscrew* it to get it out (how gross is that?). Initially there was much blood, but it stopped after a while. I ended up going to the hospital, getting an x-ray to verify there was nothing still left in there, and then getting a tetanus shot (I was due anyways). All in all, it was an interesting experience… Especially the part where I found out my redneck roommate doesn’t like the sight of blood ;)