This weekend my confidence about my theory continued to build to almost scary levels. Sunday night I wrestled with taking a position trade all night; but decided that my confidence was too high (I wouldn't be able to accept a loss). I forced myself not to trade until 9:45 EST because I wanted to see what the tape had to say without jumping right in. Finally I went short at 1259. At 1255, I was sensing danger (kind of like when the hair on the back of your neck sticks up). I got an exit signal at 1250 NDX, but I didn't get out until 1252 (I had a moment of clarity where I remebered what happened in the same situation on Friday and I didn't want to give up my profits again). I decided to take a break and analyze things. The NDX continued to plunge to 1240. The tape was pointing down, but it just seemed too easy. Way too easy. When it came back to 1247, I went short again. Wow! Nothing like being in a trade to clarify the tape for me. I quickly got out at 1246. Something didn't sit right so I figured I had better quit for the day. Right now (1:00 EST) I am absolutely dying to go short at 1255. It is a compulsion almost like a drug addict would feel. I am writing this to try to divert my thoughts from trading. As soon as I submit this post I will be leaving the premises so that I can't trade anymore today. Anyway, all in all I had a good day, and I'm proud of myself for having the strength to honor discipline and my better judgment.