My run is over. I fell victim to a vagrant form of identity theft last night and have been consumed by it all morning, tracking down the devil who placed an order for an iPhone under my name. I will find him and cut his head off.
Because of this distraction, my seemingly infallible grip on the stock market has been changed and I am now chasing the dragon instead of leading it. I had a massive short position at the open, which I errantly discarded and now I re-entered an oil short but too late and have been placed in a position of loss to the tune of -1.05%. It’s safe to assume that my recent streak of fantastic luck through skill is over and I will now spend the next 6 months attempting to achieve former glory.
To me, the market had looked good this morning. I was on the phone with TRANS-FUCKING-UNION at he time my fortunes turned from up to down and now I am blackpilled to the point where I cannot think of a method of go green today. As sure as I am sitting here, I will try, and then fail, and then try again.
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