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- Mar 26, 2016
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Trade summary 18 October 2017.
Today, precisely nothing of interest or importance happened.
Well, not exactly. We all moved one day closer to the cold but somehow enticing embrace of the grave. I drank a large number of pots of overpriced craft beer, which has left me both poor and with a mouth tasting oddly of rancid tuna, which is kind of the best metaphor for this trade period I can find.
Also and importantly this trade period move inexorably to its inevitably frustrated, inconclusive final gasp and or whimper, kind of like the Turnbull government but with 90% less bastardry and violations of basic human rights.
Today I finally gave up on my love. As Passenger sang, in an annoyingly high and feminine voice, while looking vaguely like a hobbit, you only know you love him when you let him go. And you let him
goooo...
On that basis, I can say I love you today Josh. I have freed you. Stay strong my prince. And if you do a last minute deal with some other, infinitely lesser club, I will sacrifice you on a pyre to appease the all powerful divinities with your screams.
Joke. Honest.
My belly button lint was back.
Green shoots of a better world.
Decided to start writing bad erotic fiction for a living. Once you have seen player managers in action, anything else allows you to feel morally superior.
50 shades of Hay out next week. Look for it on Amazon.
Good times...
Today, precisely nothing of interest or importance happened.
Well, not exactly. We all moved one day closer to the cold but somehow enticing embrace of the grave. I drank a large number of pots of overpriced craft beer, which has left me both poor and with a mouth tasting oddly of rancid tuna, which is kind of the best metaphor for this trade period I can find.
Also and importantly this trade period move inexorably to its inevitably frustrated, inconclusive final gasp and or whimper, kind of like the Turnbull government but with 90% less bastardry and violations of basic human rights.
Today I finally gave up on my love. As Passenger sang, in an annoyingly high and feminine voice, while looking vaguely like a hobbit, you only know you love him when you let him go. And you let him
goooo...
On that basis, I can say I love you today Josh. I have freed you. Stay strong my prince. And if you do a last minute deal with some other, infinitely lesser club, I will sacrifice you on a pyre to appease the all powerful divinities with your screams.
Joke. Honest.
My belly button lint was back.
Green shoots of a better world.
Decided to start writing bad erotic fiction for a living. Once you have seen player managers in action, anything else allows you to feel morally superior.
50 shades of Hay out next week. Look for it on Amazon.
Good times...
