Resurrection
I've decided, tentatively, to resurrect this diary. For no special reason, though. I do like writing in English, even though it's hard for me at times, or maybe because of that. And I do like the idea of not restricting my weblog to a certain context, say, a poker forum.
It's strange that I have to figure out the "thing" of writing again and again. I've known this pretty much ever since I've started to write weblogs. That is, to write is to think. By writing, you gain insight of your own thoughts and come up with new ideas that you wouldn't have otherwise.
In other news, I got warm feelings of nostalgy reading the entry "stabs at short-handed fixed limit." I still vaguely remember the feeling when it was all new and fresh, and somewhat scary too.