Top 7 reasons why I joined IT ...

1) I hated sleep.


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2) I had enjoyed my life enough.


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3) I couldn't live without tension.


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4) I wanted to pay for my sins.


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5) I believed in the Bhagwad Geeta principle : Do work,Don't care about results.


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6) Everything in life has a reason; I wanted to prove it wrong.


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7) I wanted to take revenge on myself .


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WhatEVER, Australia.

Are you all retarded? I was the best PM eva! I did so much awesome stuff for this country, like pretty much single-handedly keeping the economy strong with Workchoices and keeping dirty foreigners out and stuff. Not to mention the power walking! Eleven years of power walking! 4015 days! With just one hour of strutting my hot prime ministerial body around every one of those days -- that's 240,900 minutes of blood, sweat, tears and green tracksuits that I gave to you people! And what do I get for it? Kicked out in favour of some pinko journalist because she danced ONCE! And it's not even that she's a chardonnay sipping, tree-hugging, watermelon former ABC employee -- she's also a ginga! A blood nuts, fanta pants red-head. Gross. You also voted for a smug, dweeby little geek, which... ugh. WE had a monopoly on smug. Like Alexander Downer wasn't good enough for you people? Tony Abbott's condescending laugh? And NO ONE smirks like Peter Costello smirks. Although, nice going, Peter, you spaz. You whinge like a little baby for the leadership and NOW I give it to you and you don't want it? It's so obvious he only wanted to be leader because I was, and now I'm not, he doesn't want it. Real mature, Peter, you der-brain.You've also got another commie ginger pubes and her barren womb kitchen and a washed-up rock star.Yeah, good work, voters. Clap, clap for the handicaps. Anyway, now I've pretty much chosen to retire (for real, I pretty much GAVE it to Maxine), I can go and do better things than be the PM. I mean, I didn't even really want to be the leader anymore, anyway. And I think it's time I lived out my true calling: to become a professional cricketer. I'm not even 70 yet, and I'm in better shape than Shane Warne (and, as Janette will tell you, I'm pretty good at sending HOT SMSes -- like: 'hai janette, i wld ttly like 2 c yr brassiere' and 'u hav a good buttoxx'). I still wield a pretty mean kanga cricket bat and shaved down tennis ball, and I have my own gold and green tracksuits. Although, another job I would like is to be the next Australian Idol judge, because oh my GOD, that decision was the real let down of election weekend. Matt was sooo cool, and oh, those blue eyes... swoon! Although, not winning DOES mean we have something in common! And neither of us are going to let that get in our way. I'm not going to become some hack Young Diva just 'cause I lost ONE election. I'm going to be a Shannon Noll. I'm going to be an Anthony Callea (minus the gay). Not so much a Jessica Mauboy, 'cause she was black and stuff. And Kevin is going to be a Casey Donovan or a Kate DeAraugo. Not even -- you wouldn't even make Idol, Kevin. you're Scott Cain. You're Scandal'us. You're Random.And Bob Brown is Joel Turner -- a stupid novelty, but he didn't even make it to the real show. The Democrats are the Beatbox Alliance. Anyway, Australia, I guess I'll catch you later, seeing as you don't want to be friends with me anymore, or whatever. Just don't come running back to ME when this whole country becomes a communist hell-hole where like, everyone has to share food and play hacky-sack and wear those Che Guevara t-shirts.Peace out.J. Ho.

Introducing: Charles A. Floyd, II the originator of this revolutionary method

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A. Who I amI am a son, brother cousin, nephew, husband, and father. Ihave a house, 2 cars, a mortgage-no different than mostpeople. I have traded currencies, stocks, options,commodities and futures for over 20 years.B. My Past.In the past all of my trading was done manually. Hours onend, sitting sitting in front of a computer, or callingtrade tickets in to the broker. Getting up early in the morning, and after 3 hours, my body and mind felt like it had worked a full 8 hours or more. I needed a break. I wanted to have the computer do all of my tradng for me, but how? The idea of computerized trading is nothing new. The New York stock exchange has been doing it for years, it called programmed trading. When ever the Dow reached a certain high or low, the computer would kick in and either buy or sell. I wanted that. These program trading plans are called Expert Advisors. That was what I needed. An expert advisor. I had plenty of money, now I needed a life. Money with no life is just like being dead-because you can' t enjoy what is around you. I wanted to spend what reamininglife I had with my family. It was time.C.My DiscoveryIn my search, I tried numberous Eas. They were garbage.They worked for a while and then quit, or they were really scams, or they were to cumbersome to use, or they required me to learn some complex mumbo-jumbo.Then I found it. The Forex Auto pilot EA. Originally when I heard about it, it was a bunch od Eas that were sold together that did not work very well. I used them anyway. Anything to keep from sitting in front of a screen. I still found myself over riding the EA . Then, I heard that there was a new forex auto pilot EA (our update right after the launch of forexautopilot note from: Marcus B. Leary) that replaced ALL of the others. I was unimpressed but since it was a free upgrade, I got it.IT WORKED VERY WELL and still does with a 94% win quote.But something was missing. It had no plan, no direction.It left too many questions unanswered. Then it hit me.Could I adapt a trading plan that had worked well forstocks for this EA?Any good trading plan must have 3 components. One: money management-you must trade within your means, and have some in reserve. TWO: Trade management-You must have a planned entry and exit point. Three: you MUST know when to increase or decrease your trading size.So I began to use the same trading plan that had workedwell for me in stocks to trade the forex market but tweakedit just a bit. WOW! Things really began to heat up. But now there was a new problem. The EA was finding the trend, but not Riding the trend. The EA did well at opening positions, but I would often have to sit and wait for the trade to go my way. I knew that there had to be a way of getting in at the right time-not before the trend is moving, and not after the trend has died.My researchI began to study the EA. Learn everything I could about it. What made it work? Why did it take this trade now, and not later? The first key was understanding the FAP secret settings. By adjusting the settings, I found a way to have the EA not just find the trend, but RIDE the trend. But I was still confused on where to get out of the trade. After doing some exhaustive research, optimization and back breaking back testing, and reading bar charts of the euro, I found the perfect combinations. In back testing it worked perfectly.I had found the secret to making FAP work perfectlygenerating usd 1.000.000 within 2 years!By this time, I found several websites that had mixedreviews about FAP (forexautopilot) : It did not work for everyone , the customer service was totally overladen, ittraded without a stop.... If I had not personallyexperienced FAP and had notbeen working with it all of that time, I would havebelievedwhat I heard. I decided to prove that FAP did indeed work.I started the FAPUG Group on April 19, 2008 to offer help and hope to FAP users. I also approached the Creator of FAP Mr. Marcus Leary to get his blessing for my group.He was impressed with my work, research and customerservice skills. He gave me his ring, and crowned me thefirst ever MASTER FAP Trader. Now that small group hasgrown to over 800 members, we boast of an international following, and have garnered the respect of the forex worldSomething was still missing. We needed a home-a gatedcommunity if you will, that would be able to offer thelatest news, live quotes, technical and emotional support,a incubator for new ideas, but mostly a safe place-freefrom forex scams and scammers. FAP-WINNER was born.FAP-WINNER.COM is a gated community built for FAP Traders,BY FAP traders.At FAP-WINNER, com , the FAP trader has everything theyneed to trade FAP successfully, and it is the home to theFAP COMPREHENSIVE Trading System. 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Most Exciting Blog Entry Ever!

Ha, ha. Made you look. But being the day after a holiday stretch, I decided it was time to pay a little attention to Ms. HP. Break was good. I stayed here in town. I am allergic to the very notion of traveling for Thanksgiving--too much traffic and commotion. So I exercised my right to stay put. I spent Turkey Day with friends, at an "orphans" Thanksgiving Dinner complete with a ton of food and even more booze. On Friday, several of us decided it would be wise to start drinking at 3:00 pm, and thus Saturday was spent recovering from that. As much of my crew is younger and thus, more resilient than I, I spent Saturday night watching them reprise Friday while I nursed a ginger ale and moaned about my rapidly advancing age. I was simply exhausted. So much so that when a very odd boy starting talking to me, I lacked the energy to get up and move. You know those people you meet when out and you can't decide if they're weird in a funny and alluring way, or weird in a scary or at the very least annoying way? That's basically what this dude is. I was personally somewhat delighted to be chatting with him, but I know for a fact that my friends don't like him. But since I am no longer in the 8th grade, I should make decisions about people based on my own intuition and experience, rather than what my friends think, right? Moreover, my friends have rather large, exuberant personalities, and I find that people with those sorts of dispositions sometimes misjudge those of us who are less extroverted or well socialized. But then again, I have a tendency to give strangers too much credit for being cool, and find out the hard way that they're not worth getting into it with. But then again, it's not as if I'm perfect either. But I did give the potential weirdo my email address and am now trying to figure out what to do with him. On the way to the ATM to find cash for a cab home from the Hill I spotted my Republican bartender ex-paramour and had a delightfully mature exchange with him that did not result in tears, regret, or any other form of emotional trauma on my part. Hooray for distance. Apparently, he scored an office job advancing all sorts of issues I disagree with. But regardless of politics, I'm proud of him. It's nice when you see good things happen to somebody who was once a prominent fixture in your life, if only for a little while. Sunday was all about the productivity for HP because I realized it was the last day of break, and I felt compelled to feel like I did something besides eat and drink. I mosied down to Dupont Circle where, after visiting four stores, did not find any suitable winter boots. From there I bought books: The Washington Story by Adam Langer (follow up to his novel Crossing California) and Lunar Park by Brett Easton Ellis. I was so excited about both that I had a hard time choosing which one to dive into first. I picked the later. Easton Ellis has been one of my favorite authors since I read the Rules of Attraction and heavily identified with its themes of lost youth wasting time and getting wasted at a rural elite liberal arts college. In Lunar Park, Easton places the persona he adopted/was bequeathed with during the 80's and 90's as a cultural zeitgeist/pop culture bad boy in the center of the narrative. It's Easton Ellis writing about Easton Ellis. That's as far as I've gotten but I read fast so I'll be able to provide an update in a few days. Finally, I saw the movie Fur: An Imaginative Portrait of Diane Arbus. And since I wasted two hours of my life watching it, you don't have to. All hail HP. Aside from my fascination with Arbus, I must admit that a large part of my motivation for seeing this film was to drool over Robert Downey Jr, my movie star boyfriend. Alas, his entire body is covered with hair throughout most of the film, making him resemble a Yeti, totally diminishing his beauty and thus ruining my experience of the movie. I also had a hard time buying Nicole Kidman as Diane Arbus. Where Kidman is ethereal and a bit wispy, Arbus was said to have been more earthy and dark. As much as I understand the studio's apparent motivation to hire a well known actress to carry the film, I couldn't help but wish they had been a bit gustier in their casting. Who else, I don't know. But somebody. And finally tonight I am getting a haircut. The folks at Andre C were nice enough to book my last minute. As I have a somewhat love-hate with that place (great cuts, horrid service) I'm sure I will have an adventure to report about that tomorrow.

Take the broccoli. Leave my dignity.

Why, Hamster, why? I am but one poor soul, trying to make my way in the world. I do what every decent citizen is supposed to do. I call my grandmother on her birthday. I recycle whenever there is a recycling bin on my side of the room. For a living, I run a modest blog, where every morning I get up and try to give a little back to the world.

So why do you have to be such a soul-crushing asshole? It's just broccoli, Hamster, I'm not really sure why you are all "Broccoli?! Wow, I never expected broccoli!" Everyone knows hamsters love broccoli. You are not fooling anyone. So my only guess as to why you are making that face is that you are actively trying to destroy me. Well fuck you, Hamster. Because I've got the broccoli now. Or something. Shut up.

Please just go.

Fun with math !

New York Times columnist David Brooks used phony numbers yesterday to raise questions about the proposed stimulus package. "A study by the Congressional Budget Office found that less than half of the money for infrastructure and discretionary programs would be spent by Oct. 1, 2010," he wrote.Trouble is, Ryan Grim of the Huffington Post learned that the study Brooks cites

Random Funny Things My Kids Say

We were at Nordstrom's buying shoes for all three girls when Angus jumps up and begins to run round and round the entire shoe section in large circles.
"What are you doing?" Oldest asks.
Angus comes back and sits next to her.
"I'm spreading my stinkiness all around," she says.
"That way the stinky doesn't stay in only one spot and no one will know it was me! Ooops! Gotta run again!"Oldest shakes her head. "She's crazy!
You should stop her before she gets us kicked out," she says to me."No, don't stop her!" Youngest says. "Otherwise she'll be stinky next to us."Youngest is always right.

Computer Instructor

Well, I had one event happen to me, where one lady had just bought a Apple IIc and complained that she was having problems with her monitor, so we told her to bring her monitor in, and we'd check it out.So she brings her monitor in, and we plug it in, and it works without a flaw. We tell her that the monitor isn't the problem, and to bring her CPU in.She stares at us blankly, and asks, "What's the CPU?"Joe explains that it's the piece of equipment that all your devices plug into. So about twenty minutes later, she returns and walks in carrying the surge supressor.When we explained to her the item that we needed her to bring in, she replied, "Oh you mean the keyboard!" (On Apple IIc's, the CPU box and keyboard are part of the same unit.)And to make this all the more interesting, she was a gradeschool computer class instructor.