Thursday, December 15, 2005

Lies (with jokes)

Who wants to holla at some wata for a dolla?,

Hey, there. Sometimes it sure is nice to make your own impression on something white. It seems like lately the color white (masquerading as snow) has been forcefully entering my life. Not that I mind so much, however I guess I would like it to run it past me. Snow: " Hey Andrew, I was wondering, later if you weren't doing anything, maybe I could throw myself all over everything, cars and stuff you know." Me: " Ah, a man after my own heart, feel free snow, throw yourself haphazardly about." But, it made no so much request and as such, I'll take my small retaliation in sullying its baby brother, blogging screens.
Surely, today couldn't have been any more interesting, in a vague reference to my previous post, action, be it bad or good, sure is stimulating isn't it? This morning there wasn't much happening in the market so, like the disciplined trader that I am, I slowly begin trying to manufacture trades. Before you think to yourself, "Andrew, sure is quite the savvy financier and HUNG," let me be the first to debunk one of those myths, I sure should have laid off the things that I did. At first I missed the ride on SUF ( who coincidentally was up on two news items, one that they got the go ahead for testing on their new diabetes drug and secondly for their new sweetener for foods in the EU, a business strategy stolen straight form the " Heritage Foundation," manual for contradictions) and so, as I thought it might be in an ascending triangle pattern and ready to brake I pumped it, at what turned out to be, the worst possible position at 9.88, which turned out to be a bad tick, because at the time it was trading at 9.77! So, translation,I lost money before I even began. However, again being the well schooled trader that I am, I relied on my largest benefactor as of late, hope, and watched it steadily climb (with some REAL resistance at 10.00) to 10.09 (a cool profit, at least I can eat lunch, which cannot be over-rated) so I sell, but it takes Ameritrade an extra fucking century to match up bid and ask and I don't get out until the price is 9.75 (never sell at market when short intraday) and was thusly down. The rest of the day was mostly a%

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