Yamato
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Here's my last post for today. Hopefully, because I am still having problems going to sleep. My last feat. I am listening to "Lanfranco Perini - Jack Nitzsche - One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.mp3".
Things are ok with systems. D.L. came and asked me how much I was making and I said "I won't tell you anything" to all his questions. An increasing number of people wants to know how much I have and how much I am making. They ask me for an update every time I talk to them. There's about 6 of them already. It's as if they got engrossed into the odyssey of my trading. I am telling nothing any more, because now I don't have much but I want to be prepared for when I'll have a lot. I don't want people asking me for money or to attract too much envy or attention of any sort. Here I can write anything because you don't know my name and I can disappear whenever I want. My name is nobody.
Something is still frustrating me very much, maybe just work. Just the fact I am still working. Or maybe not. The fact is that I am scratching my head as usual, with that absentminded look in my face, that Howard Hughes had at the end of The Aviator, when he said "jets are the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future...".
Howard Hughes - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Lanfranco Perini - Jack Nitzsche - One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.mp3
A mental institution is a very peaceful place to be.
Things are ok with systems. D.L. came and asked me how much I was making and I said "I won't tell you anything" to all his questions. An increasing number of people wants to know how much I have and how much I am making. They ask me for an update every time I talk to them. There's about 6 of them already. It's as if they got engrossed into the odyssey of my trading. I am telling nothing any more, because now I don't have much but I want to be prepared for when I'll have a lot. I don't want people asking me for money or to attract too much envy or attention of any sort. Here I can write anything because you don't know my name and I can disappear whenever I want. My name is nobody.
Something is still frustrating me very much, maybe just work. Just the fact I am still working. Or maybe not. The fact is that I am scratching my head as usual, with that absentminded look in my face, that Howard Hughes had at the end of The Aviator, when he said "jets are the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future...".
Howard Hughes - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Lanfranco Perini - Jack Nitzsche - One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.mp3
A mental institution is a very peaceful place to be.
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