I left my wallet in El Segundo,
6:30 AM is earlier in anyone's book. Really, I think its hard to make a case against that. I'm sure your a boy/girl scout and everything, but I truly have trouble getting up that early. To exacerbate matters Im not quite sure how to combat it, surely the answer isn't a nap ( for two reasons, one I really don't like sleeping that much in general and secondly because I actively try and avoid all activities that exactly mimic my grandfather, except watching Dallas, which is legit and you know it) so I'm really exhausting my options fairly steadily. Of course there exist artificial things to help kick of your mornings, this is list includes but isn't limited to coffee,tea,ice cold drink,ice down your shorts, being screamed at, having (and here "have," is defined as the threat of stoning to death as a recourse to a non-action) being in a physically threatening situation, or in the most extreme situations waking up next to Justin Maloney (I've been there and it ain't pretty, usually your covered with chewing tobacco spit). However, I am not without hope, fear not pantheon of readers, Andrew will prevail. If there is one thing that Im quite certain of in this life, it is that to a large extent I can master my own body. Which gives me a (truly, really, huge, false) sense of security. In minutiae cases especially, this is perfect. It's potentially really self-rewarding and there's a high probability that I could best it using my most effective self-repair tool, the ubiquitous placebo-effect.
Onward and upward though, my day has been kind of drag in so much as I've over-complicated the market. Earlier I my stint, I found myself trading on a pure almagamation of instinct and Charts. However, the deeper I grow and seed myself the more I learn to obstificate matters at hand. For instance today a stock, which will remain nameless so you can't look it up and see my folly (JMAR) presented me with a perfect entry position for a short. It had successfully broken out of a little uptrend, an ascending wedge no less, then was poised to fall out of bed. However, instead of decreasing my entry position and entering the low position buy stop, I tried to read the Mac-D and so on and lost my opportunity, talking myself out of a cool 15% decrease. But who's counting?
Warmer climes in winter can be refreshing don't you agree? Inspiring almost, its one of the few times that a large non-ominous natural swing can induce people to think. It invokes the "don't know what you've got till its gone," philosophy, which is fun to observe, for me and you, in elevators and dentists offices across the country. Notice the aforementioned bounce in the collective societal step. Notice the self-absorbed house mother who gets to look at somekind of horizon for even the briefest second. Notice the educator who thinks perhaps he should go light on homework tonight, after all he remembers college. Notice the student, who instead of watching TV, can for on afternoon, toss a Frisbee or something else "they," do. Notice the lame blogger who uses weather as a vehicle to make himself feel good about trite sociological goings on.
Well do something then, go out and stop reading blogs, I know that I'm not. I've got six more hours of work to do. However, it will make you happy to know that upstairs no one will be home. I'll be there with you looking through your eyes, so do something cool, or look at yourself or someone else naked (female hopefully, although at this point I'm not picky), I'd appreciate that too. Be real.
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