Son of a puke

Today as I got off the train to walk to my office, I had to navigate around a pool of puke someone had left on the platform. Booby trap for whoever slips on it and receives its full benefit. Work sucks that much, huh!

Recess week is nearly here. It's like cutting up that last piece of cake on the table into a ridiculously thin slice to act as if the cake can last longer than it's meant to.

Stuff to blow your brains out with

Now here's some advice:

National Hero

US dollar rally last night. Now really, that's what you mean by a Go USA! Would long USD against the JPY, but USD/JPY has been flat for months. Shorts on the GBP and EUR against the USD are paying off now. Reminds me of this joke:

There was a fat trader (usually they get fat, because big pay = good food, and also because cortisol, secreted during times of stress, encourages belly fat) who had a heavy lunch. He came back, and loosened his belt because his gut was enormous. In the trading pit, he saw that he now needed to buy back a position he had borrowed on. In the excitement and frantic gesticulating characteristic of traders, his pants fell to his ankles thanks to his unhooked belt. As everyone on the trading floor gaped at his boxers, the fat trader scrambled to pull his pants up. A wise guy goes "now that's what you call COVERING YOUR SHORTS!"

Yeah I bet you're scratching your head and wondering what's so funny. Get a brain! Morans...

Chinese New Year and Valentine's

Happy Valentine's. This Armani tee hugs your curves just right ;)

Pip my ride

When I checked my open positions and saw the USD dollar going through the roof I

JIZZED IN MY PANTS


OK but I have to take some advice from Nick and watch my defence because I'm fully loaded on six USD base/cross pairs and while my account is going north I can't afford to have it all rammed down my throat when the USD tanks.