Got a bad case of the Mondays.
Seriously, 5" of snow and my phone died.
Also, last night the new drummer forwarded me the message that he got from the guitar player that cancelled. It was a shaging novel about how he has terrible anxiety when it comes to driving cars, especially on the interstate. He lives in the northern suburbs of chicago - about 2 hours from where the drummer lives. WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU VOLUNTEER TO BE IN A BAND THAT PRACTICES TWO HOURS AWAY IF DRIVING ON THE HIGHWAY MAKES YOU SO NERVOUS THAT YOU HAVE TO TURN AROUND AND HEAD HOME AFTER 30 MINUTES?!
I'm sympathetic to anxiety issues, but for shags sake, this is extremely disappointing.
Back to shaging square one.