SUPER FUCKING BULLED UP

I am not afraid — never have been. I leaned into the market with all of my vigor and leveraged the fuck up long 130% in stocks that have no business being in a portfolio of a gentleman. My portfolio beta stands at 2.16, which means at the onset of trading tomorrow I’ll either be richly rewarded and insufferable in victory, or miserably whipped at the gibbet — downtrodden and alone.

Either way, I’ve made sport of my avocation and made +128bps in flawless trading today — inspired, truthfully, by the pin action in BUY NOW AND PAY NEVER stalwart $AFRM. I do believe we are in a momentum oriented tape and I do believe this will extend into tomorrow’s trade. I cannot promise you anything more than that, in regards to the market.

As for me, I can promise you excellence on par with no one, the pinnacle of trading success. What this success has done for my life remains to be seen. I suppose I’ve made some money and some friends along the way. But that’s a subject matter for another day.

What’s important for today is for me to tell you that I deserve more, entitled even — gifts bestowed upon me by celestial powers, emblazoned ideas curated by the Gods placed directly into my head so I can come here now and talk shit to you. It’s all very amusing, if you think about it.

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Fucking off for now — ciao.