Party?

Run out was a lot of fun this weekend.
We went to Edgewood IA and played in the Catholic church there Saturday evening and then stayed over night with various peoples.
The concert went pretty well as a group. For me, it sucked...I could not get in tune to save my life (especially in the very quiet songs) and there were a few things I messed up...I actually think that it's rather funny. During CWW we played in a Lutheran church and that was one of the best concerts I've ever given...we go to a Catholic one, and I sucked...it's either a sign or a really odd coincidence, but I am rather amused either way. Haha. =]
Out home stay was a lot of fun. Mallory, Kat and I stayed with Jess's grandmother...who was a very sweet lady. Who was also incredibly concerned with how much we'd had to eat. We got there and were offered pop, then snacks but we weren't particularly hungry. So she kept asking us if we were sure we didn't want any chips or anything, then laid them out before she went to sleep "just in case." A little while later, she came back out and asked if we liked candy and set a bowl of that out as well. And in the morning we didn't have enough time for breakfast before church, which greatly distressed her...seriously...she was concerned. It was cute. =]
And the S word is no longer what you might think it is...it's "snow." *tee hee*
Not a whole lot else has happened. I get to talk to my maintenance manager tomorrow morning, which will be interesting. My mom has warned me a few times now to keep a level head and stay really calm, but we'll see...if I'm snapped at, I'm not going to stay quiet. It all depends on her reaction.
I was really hungry when I got back (there wasn't a vegetarian option for either meal) so I got a shake at the Den and my stomach did not like it very much. It's not like it's upset, it's just not happy nor is it going to be for a little while...milk has been bothering me for some odd reason lately, and I'm not sure why. I noticed it over break...I can't really have a huge glass of it anymore, particularly when I'm stressed and my stomach is being ridiculous to begin with...is it possible to develop an intolerance later on in life? 'Cause I'm not sure why it's bothering me, it never has before...I kind of hope not...Idk.
I should travel off to the wonderful world of homeworkness. It's a party. Hopefully my partner in homework crime will be in this here library soonish...
Listening logs= =P
Crap!
...I have ED 100 homework. A huge take home test due tomorrow. I forgot about that...
Well, I should probalby get started on that one as it's due sooner...fun times...