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Dear Journal,

I spent the rest of the night in the hospital.

Peggy stayed with me for as long as she could.

I'm fine, and I'll be home today.

I'm writing this as I wait for the doctor to come back with extra bandages and medication.

Turns out, I burned my fingertips on my left hand to the point where it exposed some nerves, so they had to patch it up. I'm very grateful it was my left and not my right; I'd hate to be unable to write in my journal.

Someone needs to stop me from doing stupid shït.

Anywho, I'll write when I'm back home!

Maybe I'll surprise Pegs...

Your Obedient Servant,

A. Burr.

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