So, the worst part was really the not eating for 24 hours. Man, I get hungry.

The other worst part was drinking what amounted to 2 pint-glasses of of lemony-flavored dishsoap, and promptly shitting my pajamas.

The bestest part was when the nurse was like "you might feel a little dizzy, but you won't care" as she pumped a bunch of dope into my I.V.

No shit, lady. It's been a long time since I was that high. So high, it was kinda scary. Stomach clenching, lids fluttering, a little prodding up the keester, and then a five hour nod.

No Smurfs. No half a sandwich lodged up there. Actually even got on the bike for a minute this afternoon. My problem persists, but that's a disgusting tale for another day.