Split Personality ~ Erratic Crabbinomous Syndrome

Take 1

Sheh.
There’s a visible drop in the CAGR. The capital values have had a hit ever since the interest rates have been lowered. The portfolio must now be taken care of. The bottom-line must be maintained. I have always lacked the aptitude to take risks. But I guess it’s ok. At least I take care not to invest fully into the same bundle of assets. But Im so bad at prioritizing that I end up getting confused in the process of diversification.
Some assets are too important to be lost. I'll have to move ahead on the indifference curve. And I can only wish the opportunity cost is not too much. I don’t know how to calculate here. Sometimes economics and money are easier a deal as opposed to human emotions...

Wonder what I can do to prevent a breakdown.

Take 2

Here’s what girls of marriageable age do. Mostly.
Either they fall madly in love with someone, and when parents resist, end up getting advertised in boring matrimonial columns of a regional newspaper or uploaded as a link categorized under “below such and such age” in the matrimony page of some community web-site.

“Wanted a tall-dark-handsome, well qualified match for a fair, beautiful and educated girl of blah blah blah…”

Or they never muster courage to fall in love and end up getting advertised in boring matrimonial columns of a regional newspaper or end up as a link categorized under “below such and such age” in the matrimony page of some community web-site.

“Wanted a tall-dark-handsome, well qualified match for a fair, beautiful, HOMELY and educated girl of blah blah blah…”

Now that’s called being innovative.
Then there’s another kind who don’t know how to fall in love. Yes. They SIMPLY-DO –NOT-KNOW-HOW-TO.
I. Am one of them. Wonder if there is a respectable population in the category. I certainly don’t want to be an alien.

Take 3

My friend tells me I am not at all romantic. That’s not true. I love Cauliflowers.
And I love red color. I have a red car. Oh no, not because im short tempered. I am sure no @$%#ing soul on the face of this planet would dare to say that to me.
Was also told that im too judgmental. That I ask too many questions, cross analyse too much.
Is this what a polite, herbivorous Crab should get to hear? Now why would someone feel I ask a lot of questions? And why would there be need to cross analyse an issue without a reason? And how on the Earth do I understand the depth of an issue without considering the fundamental points that make it worthy to be analysed in the first place? And why is it that when I try to merely clear the dust that I am made to believe that I think a lot?
Sigh!.... I wonder….

Take 4

“No, I know what you mean, and I'm completely jealous! What happens to me when I get provoked is I get tongue-tied and my mind goes...
Blank…
And then-- Then I spend all night tossing and turning trying to figure out what I should've said...."
"Nothing... Nothing,.. Even now…
Days later...
I can't figure it out.”

Take 5

The voice tells me, “Listen, keep this one guessing.” And I do exactly that. If I can... And that means if at all I can, Id like to keep my real self away from everyone in this world. That’s something so personal that I hardly feel like sharing it with anyone. Maybe I’m insecure.

Take 6

Say. Crabs can’t be friendlier, trust me. Beyond a point, they fall in love. And so much that they cling to your toe and don’t let it go, that was a rhyme yo! Heh…

P.S: Q. What does the Crab do after a crappy, abstract post?
A. Confess… On second thoughts, I think this Crab’s the second kind.