I am so, angry. OK. this morning, i phone George to see if he's coming down today, we had a marathon rehersal organised for today. "hey man, whats up?" "haigie, man, i cant go today" "great.. whats up this time?" "my aunt died man, im sorry" "oh, ****, sucks. you ok.. blah blah blah" "yea yea. my mum is cracking up blah blah blah, we're going to her house tonight to stay with my uncle blah blah blah so i cant make the studio" "thats ok, family comes first" --- Talking to his sister just now on MSN. "hey, you ok?" "why wouldnt i be?" "heard about your aunt" "huh?" "george said your aunt died...??" "[snip] nope, no aunts died that i know of" the rat arsed bastard I AM going to pull this up, and likely try and find a new drummer. I am sick and tired of wasting my time, urgh!! Stephen and I are now stuck with the studio bill tonight, we have to cover his share. any advice on what i can say to him? im gunna wait till ive cooled down, but man.