BLACK HELL

I won’t be making my money back anytime soon. As a matter of fact, it was never my money to begin with, if you really want to get technical. I am up 100’s of percentile since 2004 (my last down year), so taking my recent setback into a larger context: this is nothing more than child’s play (extra puma punku).

You know what annoys me? WordPress’ spell correct. These stupid bastards constantly get in the way of my blogging literature and it’s starting to really piss me off. That, and the fact that my arm keeps spazzing out, twitching like I have cerebral pals–I feel as if I was in “Black Hell”, burning until my skins turns into black toast– fire, destruction, crashing pianos overhead. This is my world, chaos, and I am its host.

What would you have me do? Shall I go venture off and look at the charties and implement stop loss orders on stocks that I am already 20% in the hole? Or maybe I should “go to cash” or perhaps “rotate out of good companies into the bad ones” because the fucking brain trust that is Wall Street “feels” it’s a good idea.

Shall I cackle like a hyena and bAAAAAAAA like a sheep when I do it?

Bear market. People think this is it: this is the one. After all, the market is only at NEW ALL TIME HIGHS, so it makes sense to believe this is the peak, the very tippy top that shall never be breached again, just like 2001 and 2008, but 6.02214X x 10^23rd stronger.

How bad is the damage to my boat?

It’s not fatal, but it’s bad enough that I haven’t looked at my profit and loss for a week. I do the numbers in my head and have a round about idea of how stupid I am. I think, if I’m not mistaken, I was down anywhere from 2-3% today, spared thanks to strength in EGRX, ANGI, FLXN and a few others.

I haven’t any recommendations for you tonight (I am so very sorry), as I eagerly awaiting the locust storms to settle in above my head, delivering heinous earnings shortfalls and guidance cuts, the likes that hasn’t been seen since the outlook for tulips in the spring of 1637.