I went out and I bought the fucking dip on REGN

My portfolio was down another thousand dollars today, but I feel fucking amazing. I am more confident than ever in my ability to make money. I may be delusional, but that’s ok. Everything is an illusion anyways, aside from pain and pleasure. Pain and pleasure are real. 

Speaking of which, my losses no longer hurt me. They fascinate me. I don’t like when my trades move sideways, but I like when they go against me so hard I get whiplash. NKTR hit a fresh high of 54.95, and I am curious whether or not it will go to 59. I am now down 6K. I am not covering until I’m either homeless or it falls back down to $30. 

My dad said it appears that I don’t care about losing money, and that this concerns him. I think he may be right. I don’t trade with fear. I trade with a desire to win big. I want to score like ten grand in the course of a couple days. That would be fun. That would be really epic. 

Here’s what I did today: I put a trailing stop loss of either 6% (for trades I believe in) or 2% (for mistakes I just want out of ASAP) on all my existing positions. I need more cash to play with, hence the systematic selling. 

I also bought 30 shares of REGN at $354/share—a $10,620 position. Poor REGN has been down lately I think because of fears surrounding Novartis’ competitor drug, Brolucizumab. I think this worry is about as dumb as scientology. It’ll be like two years before Broluc hits shelves anyways, and even if it does cut Eylea sales in half, REGN has other, blockbuster drugs like Dupixent going for it. Q4 of this year and Q1 of next year are going to be fucking lit as a Christmas tree and REGN is going back to $500. 

Alternately, I could be wrong and REGN could be headed below 300, or worse: it could just trade sideways for some time. In any case, I put a 4% trailing stop for a maximum loss of $450. REGN bounced a little bit this afternoon, so my max loss is now $300. The reason I chose 4% is because a historic level of support seems to be $340, 4% below my entry of $450. 

If REGN falls below $329, it’s probably fucked. It may go to $200, in which case I will sell my children into temporary slavery for capital to buy cheap shares. I will subsequently purchase their freedom back with my massive gains and give them each a Bugatti as reparation. 

I’m also thinking of shorting URBN because their clothes are uglier than Eric Trump. Of course, I will short more NKTR once momentum dies down. If the laws of motion apply to stock prices, than acceleration must decrease and velocity must reach zero before a reversal. Right now, NKTR’s acceleration is still a positive number. 

Don’t get me wrong; obviously the laws of motion don’t apply to stocks usually, but in this case, I think they can because the stock is not trading on fundamentals, but on momentum. 

The market is so beautiful to me—more beautiful than nature. Its parabolic moves take my breath away. 

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I just want to make money

My ass got fired today. Despite almost quitting again and again, I was shocked. There’s something unnerving about someone sitting you down and telling you you’re done. Byeee. 

A part of me believed I was so valuable to the company, I could act however I wanted without any consequences. I have the ego of Kanye West minus the success and blackness. Oh well. Getting fired feels good in a way. Like finalizing a divorce. Not that I’ve ever been divorced. I just imagine it would be depressing yet delightfully freeing? 

I called my dad and he was like, “wow you got dumped by your boyfriend then fired from your job, and you don’t even sound depressed.” I’m not. I have a headache, but I’m pretty happy. I hate decisions. I like when my fate gets decided for me. 

My dad asked me what I’m going to do now. He recommended trying to find another job in advertising, but the idea makes me cringe. It doesn’t seem worth the effort. I don’t want a job. I don’t want to win awards. I don’t want to build a career. I don’t want to create. I don’t want to accomplish anything. I just want to make money. I want to trade.

Since I began trading in January, I’ve lost about 40% of my starting capital while the market is up 10%. If my trading were entirely random, I would have neither gained nor lost money. I am good at consistently losing money. There is a way to consistently lose money. It’s possible to consistently lose money. By inductive reasoning, it should be possible to consistently make money.

This is my goal: to reliably profit from the volatility of stock prices. If I don’t give up, I’ll either A. eventually lose all my capital and have to work at Whole Foods or B. become a trader. Stay tuned lol. 

Bullish Case for $SNAP

Since I’m financially illiterate, I have no edge in valuation or any of that boring shit with numbers, but I do believe people who bash Snap Inc. are morons. The company may be overvalued, but who gives a fuck. I don’t care if they burn 2.2 billion dollars this quarter and a hundred billion dollars next quarter. They’re not going anywhere anytime soon. Brainless bitches who balk at their current unprofitability may as well be vegetables because they can’t see the bigger picture.

Also dumb hoes need to stop comparing Facebook, Instagram and Twitter to Snapchat, which occupies its own niche as a way to share your weird day with close friends and fuck buddies. Snapchat won’t lose users to Instagram etc because it provides a unique service that can’t be found on other social media sites. No one’s going to share dick pics and drunken selfies through Insta or Twitter or FB come on. Snapchat is special.

But just cause it’s intimate doesn’t mean it’s not attracting household ad partners. Big brands are getting in this bitch cause they know it’s the most engaging way to connect with consumers. A French supermarket chain used Snapchat to show how fresh its fish is. Also Brawny made a fuckin adorable Mother’s Day ad by putting Snapchat Spectacles on babies. And now companies and individuals can buy Sponsored Geofilters automatically through third-party ad vendors and event-planning sites. Snap is making moves, nigga. It’s hustling.

And last but certainly not least, anyone who’s banging the goddess, Miranda Kerr must be ordained by the heavens to create value for this world.

“Long” live Evan Spiegel and Snap Inc. Shorts can suck my dick for the money they’ll desperately need after losing big on betting against a company in crescendo.