Don't Worry, It'll Still be F&^*ed Up
I regret to inform all of you that it's finally got to me and I've got to go figure it out for awhile, whatever the hell that means. Don't worry, it'll still be just as fucked up as ever when I return, which might be tomorrow or might be over the weekend or might be a month from now, who can say?
Should you be absolutely starving for a Jr Deputy Accountant fix, most of you know where to find me. For those of you that don't, there's always email.
See you kids when I poke my head out of the bunker. Play nice while I'm gone or I'll kick all of your asses.
And to my little Fed friends, don't think because I'm not updating here I'm not watching each and every one of your asses. Taking notes. Laughing diabolically. And plotting the next attack, of course. It's not over, I just need to catch my breath for a second.
How overdramatic right? Fucking fringe financial bloggers.
<3, %, £ and ETF from the L12,
(p.s. I only put this up because LAST TIME I tried to go away for 3 days, more than a few people panicked and thought the black helicopters had finally swooped down and gotten to me. Please. You guys obviously don't have enough faith in my ability to soothe and transfix the enemy into submission. Pffft.)