And if I Make It to the waterside...I'll be sure to write you a note...
My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
So I went to a Career Fair. Yeah. I didn't feel like loading up on pens and squeeze ball gadgets. But I did get a bag of Sun Chips from the Frito Lay booth. Stopped at Chuck Schwab, AIG, Lilly, Blackrock. No dice. Financial Advisor shit. I can't SELL. I have no BOOK. I'm a fucking trader. And then some wack company... I said I had a trading background, and they said, 'oh great, fill out this form, we do textile trading and....' Fuck. I talked to Eli Lilly, and they said, are you familiar with us? I said, 'I'm familiar with your drugs.' 'Like Zyprexa'. 'Tough Sell, because it doesn't FUCKING work!'
I just came back from the library to find out that Hay was hiding a fractured arm for almost a week! She knew that I was out of work and haven't had health insurance for almost a year now(hence I refrain from most sport activities these days, and my continual tooth decay is a time measure of such lack like a year long hourglass), so she just stopped going outside to play with her friends in Central Park, until her arm hurt less. Luckily kids heal quicker. I noticed too that Curious and her weren't rough-housing at all since Tuesday. Apparently she collided with the net pole while playing a pick up volleyball game(or so she says). So I guess it's back to the Chess hut for her for a few weeks, and not the volleyball courts near Sheep's Meadow this spring. And these are the eyes of disarray...
There's been days as of late, where I've ripped through a whole pack of smokes, which is disgusting on so many levels. I've noticed a slightly larger growth on the inside part of my thigh, which could be some sort of cancer. If only cigarettes would do what they advertised a lot quicker. Circumstance has been killing me these past 4 years, and I've given up on trying to change them for the time being, simply because my soul is in ruins. Hope to sleep.
FOF Analysts Roles
...I'll read to you hear, save your eyes... Double Dorking Out on Alzeroth, my Warcraft Guild here(read the chat by clicking on the picture)... The thing is, we were right about the DJIA out of the money puts after the little shakeout in early March. We get the volatility premium, and now the theta decay... and now an inflection point in the Yen... with cheap 'Into the Void' Black Sabbath playing in the background... I'm still stuck between a rock and a shit place. I need to be alone to survive. It must occur. And I was reading about robot vacuums which I wrote something about on another blog, and it was about last Christmas when I was going to buy a cheap inflatable robot on remote control treads, which stood about 3.5 feet tall when inflated and was going to tell Hay and Curious to turn their collective backs, while I put two oreo cookies and a glass of milk on the inflatable tray that the robot had, and then drive it up to them and mimic in a robot voice: 'Greetings, cookies and Milk Earthlinks?' But I never got the robot, and for the most part, currently, robots would probably be from Earth and not outerspace, so they wouldn't say 'earthling', in fact the robot was from Robot Village, a small store up on Broadway past Fairways, and I went in, and the guy asked if I was a robot builder. And it would've been one of those things that I get, and use once or twice and then it collects dust and takes up too much space, and as I write this, dollar/yen is continually getting snubbed at 117.75-76, and hopefully, this time people will give up and let it drop again, as it's the 7th time today it has failed to break, and it's NOT a good carry trade level, when you should technically have a clean path down to 114 handle, and now it's starting to slightly break... now it's deflected back down, if it breaks, I am financially dead again.