The First of Many....

Today I received the first of what I will assume to be many emails from the ivy leaguer about projects I worked on over a year ago that he is just now getting around to looking at. He knows nothing about the equipment he sends into the field and was asking me about what some files were he had from four or five years ago before I ever worked for him. He's an idiot. Then he complemented me on some data work up I did for him. "Stick it where the sun don't shine, my friend. Don't wanna here any compliments from you after the miserable existence you provided for me for the past year and a half!"

Last night I took the first of many pilates classes. I didn't think that I was THAT sore this morning but as the day has progressed I am becoming crippled by the sore. My body no longer wants to stand up right because my abs are screaming. I am sore in places that I never knew could be sore. I am not buying into any of that new age, relaxation bullshit again.