Context: Adventures in Gambling, or How I Discovered the Dark Lure of Stock Trading
So, there have been some changes.
After a five day rally (I can see people who know economics twitching when they read this; breathe. I am still not optioning, promise), I am staring vaguely at a roughly fourteen percent overall loss, sort of, except I found out that my spreadsheet does not have the necessary chops to handle selling for profit. This is because I did not realize I would ever, like, make money doing this shit. Which you know, I'm not really, but my spreadsheet is confused by the new cash flow and it's throwing off my statistics, and I had to add a second and third page for total transactions and just, it's insane how much I'm tracking at this point.
Except again, right now, there is no legitimate way to tell the difference between what I contributed originally, what I've basically made from it. I assume this is what "capital gains" refers to?
See, I had been doing this as Total Invested, Current Value, Gain/Loss (etc etc etc). But then dividends came (don't be impressed; I wasn't) and then Bank of America....
This entire situation is because of Bank of America, the freaking cocktease.
You have to understand, this is like some weird, creepy hobby for me, so while I know intellectually this is like, deathly serious market Dow S&P NASDAQ OMG RECORD LOWS it's also fucking entertaining. If you live your life without reading five analysts threatening suicide in financial language, you my friend have missed out. So when BAC started doing dramatic things, and was the only one who wasn't irritating me, I got interested. By interested, I mean, thought, well, let's buy some of that. Because it's fun to watch it dwindle in value or something, who the hell knows how my mind works. But then. It went up.
(I learned my lesson from Alcoa, who went down to like, half their original price. That was almost stressing.)
So I stared at it, kind of boggling, as it rose on the day it lost its rating and I think there was like, a huge loss report, and then sold it, then stared at the less-than-a-meal-for-me-and-child-at-McD
You see how this is the market's fault for doing this.
So after that, I thought about it, then wrote like, Privileges of Rank or something. I don't remember, but eventually, an alert came, and lo, I bought more, except it was already higher again than the alert and I was bitter. Then it started dropping, and I felt better, because the natural state of the market seems to be downward motion with words like overvalued and market equalization used to explain such things. Then there is the short selling that's thrown about like a cross between a very inappropriate word and legal criminal activity, like prostitution in Vegas or something, but seems to be a really clever way to get an ulcer really fast instead of being boring at it and spreading it over years. The only thing i have learned so far is that if it is going up, get rid of it very, very fast. So naturally, going down, buy more of it.
(This does not work all the time. I have no idea why.)
Which leads me to my spreadsheet dilemma, when the fucker suddenly just jumped, and by this point, I'd set the price I would sell at and sold right then. Well, only 5/8ths of it, for reasons that are complex and have to do with whole numbers and liking a certain symmetry on my spreadsheet. It's hard to explain. Then it kept going up, which was irritating, and now five days later, I'm vaguely resentful and weirdly surprised. I also did random calculations of what I would have made if I'd just not sold, but that way is madness, and also, boring, as I don't have a spreadsheet formula for that yet.
In less inexplicable parts of my lack of long-term strategy (it can be summed up with "Is this fun?" "Yes." "Keep doing it." It's a savings account that takes money and then makes me pay for them taking my money. I mean, really.), I cut off my access to my account during the rally, because here is where I realized the same inexplicable urge that made one, as a cheerleader, lead a cheer calling the opponents Water Pigs, can also affect one when one sees prices go up, up, up--you want to join in and that is bad. To say I know crap about how this works is to overstate the case, but in the last fiveish months of steadily losing value, if there is anything resembling a dramatic raise in price, I do not go near it. Took two of these rallys to teach me that. I do not go. Unless it is still below my target price, at which time I put it in my autobuy thing and hope for the best and cancel in panic early in the morning when the market opens. Which is happening with monotonous regularity.
I also have learned, in a very roundabout way, not to pay attention to predictions. This isn't because they aren't true, because honestly, a lot of them are. It's that they are true conditionally, as, if you are shorting the market, those suckers work like whoa. So I calculated up what kind of money I'd need to play along with shorting and laughed a while. Long term predictions are on par with fortune-telling, so no use there, and the P/E is freaking ridiculous for an indicator. I continue to believe this is blind blackjack. There's no other way to explain it.
Except. Weird thing, and I can't even prove it, and God knows I don't have the vocabulary for it. The Dow and S&P are shitty, shitty indicators of the market as a whole and how healthy it is, and the NASDAQ has a personality disorder of some kind.
What they are freaking miraculous at doing, however, is predicting the stress level of the people manipulating it, a group comprising less than point one percent of the total population of the country. I spent huge amounts of time translating balance sheets and terminology and reading company histories, when none of these things did jack shit in telling me anything, but did refresh my basic arithmetic. What I should actually be doing is getting the facebook profiles of six to eight mid-range hedge fund managers, check their political affiliation, and watch their Walls to see if they bought a new car recently or when tuition is due at Harvard. That would probably be the best indicator of what is going to happen next.