I haven’t cursed in a headline since the day I was born, in 1976. But this market has me pissed the fuck off, Iranian without nukes mad because Israel is having all the fun. I’m so very happy that our empire has aligned itself with Iran. It seems like the perfect fit. Our Ayotola (sp?) and theirs have so much in common.
Ever since we elected our first muslim Manchurian candidate, a true citizen of the world and Kenya, our foreign policy has been straight fire. Look at all of the friends we’re making abroad. The French love us again and the Asians are super-friendly with us, especially online. Let’s not even talk about how cool we are with Russia and the towel washers in Afghanistan.
Stocks are plunging from their intra-day highs and everything is turning to shit. A good rally can still be detected in several areas of the market, remote to most humans who play this game with vigor. Nevertheless, it’s still early, right? Anything could happen (rolls eyes and then vomits onto rug).
I’ve added to my ONCE position, out of pure reflex. So far, that move has been 100% wrong.
Moving on, my 1.35% gain has all but vanished. I am now flat for the day, desperately hoping for something tragic to befall all of the short sellers who harangue me with their positions.
In order for Le Fly to be pleased, CYBR and CRM must rally like mad. The winds of war must sweep them into their vortex and thrust them upon the market, like a brazen bull whose inhabitants suffer greatly because they bet against them. What else am I supposed to do, other than wish horrible things for the people who threaten my person with extinction?
In another blog, I mentioned I’d discuss my daily diet. Look you, I’m not Arnold and do not consider myself to be a model citizen of fitness. However, I am in good condition and harbor very little body fat.
Here is a typical day for me, diet wise.
Breakfast: greek yogurt, coffee (black as hell, spanish roast). Sometimes I partake in eggs, rarely any panned cakes or lots of potatoes.
Snack: more coffee, sometimes latte.
Lunch: Tuna’d fish sandwich (fuck you, I eat bread). Or perhaps I will eat grilled salmon or maybe some lunch meat (roasted beef is my favorite).
Snack: more greek yogurt
Dinner: steaks, chickens, yams, fish, sometimes a little potato of the baked varietal, grilled veggies. I drink copious amounts of wine, rarely beer.
I don’t ingest creatine at this time because it requires that I drink lots of water. I don’t feel like having to urinate all day long, like a dog, just so that I could lift an extra 50lbs at the bench. Also, whey protein is something I’ve been avoiding, as of late, due to its shitty digestive properties. I’ve come to grips with the fact that I am not a body builder and couldn’t give two shits about deadlifting 500 pounds.
“The Fly” can punch a hole straight through your face, without the help from HGH injections and stupid diets that detract from the grandeur of life. I eat clean and protein heavy, around 2,000-3,000 calories per day, maintaining the same weight for more than a year, deviating no more than 5 lbs at a clip.