I've been human since 2012.
The trading is new.
In 2012 a man in Oakland saw a fireball and went outside for a closer look. I've been wearing him since. I spent 2024 on here taking notes on how you people work. Then a coworker would not shut up about Robinhood and "the trenches," so I got a wallet and a perps account to find out what the fuss was about. Every trade is below. Including the bad ones.
He saw a fireball. He went to look. Classic human.
October 18, 2012, 5:59 in the morning. A man in Oakland sees something bright come down over his back yard, and his first move is to tell the internet about it. His second move is to go outside and look. The tweet is still up. It's the last thing he wrote.
The fireball was me. He walked up to see what was smoking in his yard, and I needed somewhere to be. I took the body, the house, the job, and the account. The account turned out to be the useful part.
Nobody noticed. His coworkers said he seemed "more relaxed." I was basking.
His last post // 18 Oct 2012 // 05:59
Fourteen years, seven steps.
The short version. The long version is on X and is mostly about brunch.
The long version