Well, i survived down the tube down the esophagus, and while the anaesthetization process kind of sucked, i guess i should be glad they did it down the throat and not somewhere even more invasive. I can look forward to that when i'm fiftysomething and need a colonoscopy, i guess. After the procedure i got some lunch with my dad, and then tried to appease my bruised ego by buying a couple cds the unicorns' who will cut our hair when we're gone, the devendra barnhardt cd that's all over the place, and the new fiery furnaces cd. Geberally more trendy than the direrction my tastes tend to lean, but they're all supposed to be good, so i'm looking forward to listening to them.