D asks what is it that I have against having more money. I ponder on the question for so long he decides to help me by re-phrasing his question: what would I like to buy with the extra money that I make from trading.
A long list comes to mind - nose job, lipo, boob job and maybe a face-lift - which I almost immediately drop of course. The last time I was at my dentist's to extract 2 wisdom teeth, I prayed the Lords' Prayer throughout the procedure (which made me my dentist's best patient coz I was totally quiet and still - I was frozen with fear that I was going to die of massive blood loss or from an infection....). I wouldn't get my brows tatooed coz I don't want to risk contracting Aids. In short, I don't like anything cutting into any part of my body. So some thoughtful friends suggested meso lipolysis and botox and some strange concoction for breast enhancement instead. All make me cringe - I hate having anything foreign / toxic going into my body as much as I hate having anything that's a part of me that's harmless taken out of it.
D asks if I would like to change my whole wardrobe. Totally tickles me. I utterly hate trying on new clothes, hate boutiques, hate salespeople, and ultra hate their customers. Shopping is a torturous and traumatic experience for me. I'd rather do the laundry. Since we're on the topic, I hate spas and resorts, clubs and alcohol, and cigars - especially the apple-flavored ones - too.
D asks if I would like a bigger house. I say I don't like to hear echos in my own home, and I don't want to have to spend half a day looking for my cats. And I can't imagine how I'm going to keep a big house clean enough for me to want to eat, sleep and breathe in it.
D mentions the Europe trip. I remind him that I'm only interested in the poor-man version, not the honey-moon style that burns 5k per person per week. I'll really like to live on a farm actually, and try out hitch hiking.
D gives up.
I'm still holding my short. 2 actually, since I added another contract. I couldn't help it - it's already Friday, and Monday's a holiday, and based on the past 2 days' trends I can't imagine there are many bears left that want to run...I hate having to do complicated analysis like that...but it's a desperate situation...so....well, we'll see what happens on Tuesday. Below's the chart that I hesitated to post initially because it's really bad influence. But since I've stated upfront - somewhere - that I'm likely to be suffering from serious brain damage, I'm going to assume that no one's going to try to do what I did:
I'm not going to justify my trades by saying that I know CL...but I do know CL, and I know where I am going to bail if price doesn't get to where I want it to go by Tuesday. And the CL account is a small account - I won't cry even if it's wiped out. I might lose sleep for 24 hours, but I won't lose my will to live. That said, I really don't want to lose even 10% of the current balance, so, I'll be monitoring closely.
Overall, it's been a really lousy week, coz I have been obstinate as hell, and brain-dead.