I went home today to mow the lawn and vacuum the house since my dad's in Korea.

There's some joy in doing menial tasks - it's just you and a simple task. A beginning and an end. You get such satisfaction looking back at your small task ... seeing it completed. It also gives you time to think about stuff.

It's been a pretty interesting few days ... nothing life-changing, but I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. I'm pretty happy with my life at the moment, but there's a lot of grey areas ... no definition yet. Originally this worried me, but I'm not going to sweat it anymore. I'll be alright.

I've always had a charmed life - luck always seems to be on my side. Nothing really bad has ever happened to me - the bad things in my life are a direct result of my stupidity more than anything.

In any case, I was thinking about how luck and life seem to run in parallels - it's so much easier to deal with life when luck is in your favor. Kind of like poker.

Thinking about my obsession with poker ... I've come to realize that my love for poker has a lot to do with the fact that poker is a microcosm of life. The game relies heavily on intuition - the gut feeling. But, it is also incredibly helpful to have a good string of luck. Anyone can do well in poker (life) with the right luck, but certain people with good intuition can also do well in life even without luck.

There's some solace in leaving things to fate (God) to deal you a good hand of cards (events). And when those good cards (events) fall into place, everything seems to be perfect. You're on a high. But when you get bad cards (events), then you have to be sure you can remain your composure; you do not want a bad even setting off otehr bad events so you play on tilt (act like a whiny bitch whenever life does't go your way).

Ok, time for some Neochina with Alex, Neeraj, and Xun.