...and what did you think, that I was sober??

I am absoloutely fucking furious. Just had an answerphone message on my phone from the drummer, John, saying that 'we need to sort the gear out' and 'if I want they will buy me out as I own 25%' - 25% my fucking arse. When I first won the stuff at auction there was a 20% commision charge on £300, £60 that I paid and said I would take the hit for, for the band. Then when I took delivery of the equipment, stuff was missing, cables and the cd player mainly. I replaced the cables, out of my own pocket with money that I couldn't really afford, bought a set of par cans out of my own pocket with money that I couldn't really afford, got the desk professionally electrically cleaned out of my own pocket with money that I couldn't really afford, and those cheecky fucks think that they can give me £75 and take the stuff away - they can kiss my arse. I will buy them out with money I don't have because I am not losing the £310 that I have out of my own pocket with money that I couldn't really afford, for them tossers to fuck me over like they have! What really fucks me off is that if we were 25% partners, everytime I told them I had to go and get something, why did they not offer to chip in?????

At least it's given me proof that once an alcoholic, always an alcoholic - all it takes is one event...

I fucking hate people