It appears the moon, earth and all of the galaxies in the universe are working against the defined interests of a certain bearded clam— to bring the markets lower. Today’s tape has a certain nagging feel to it, not so much different than your wife pestering you to complete a chore while the game is on.
I am down slightly on the day and loathe the fact that I may close out the day a loser, despite my AGU sprinting higher. However, I’ve been a bit spoiled with regards to this market, so I really don’t mind donating some of my coin to those of you (bearshitters) that need it most.
Do not spazz out, fucktards of the internet. Every once in awhile the market trades down. Into the final hour of trade, I intend to add to a few positions.
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