Into the bell yesterday I bought some SOXS — because I was in the zone and knew what I was doing. Futures flubbed hard last night and I felt supreme. Then Dr. Benjamin Bernanke ruined everything this morning and made me FOMO — forcing my hand to sell SOXS and then make HEINOUS sins and buy a variety of SHIT stocks. These purchases were immediately reviled inside Exodus — with my enemies poking fun at me and having a jolly good time at my expense.
This bullying made me concrete in my desires to flay them alive and also win on these longs. I was, in fact, one of the cool kids now and I wanted the lambos and the other shit that HODLers get for waiting around for shit to happen. Instead I got a HARD FORK to the fucking face.
Today’s results, thus far.
This all happened in a matter of minutes, as I quite literally timed the top. I corrected my error and although I was tempted to SELL SHORT and see it all burn down, I flagged myself for FUCKERY — 2hr time out to go fuck myself for being an asshat. I find that when I disjoint from the markets, it’s best to not compound errors and do nothing instead. I had been on a great run, it’d be a shame if I ruined it all by flubbing the volatility fueled tick-tock.If you enjoy the content at iBankCoin, please follow us on Twitter