Things just seem to be right with the world when you have an adorable little bunny stretched out sleeping peacefully on the floor next to your chair. It almost makes you forget about all the hell & madness going on out there, the fact that you have no job & no significant other, and that in three days you'll have to get up for a 7AM dentist's appointment.

I was over at my friend Seth's place tonight with some of his friends. I've known Seth since I was 9, we went to camp together. We still talk about The Random Run-In: the summer before this past one, he was living in Austin, Texas, and I was still working in downtown Boston. Seth had gone to Brown University, and unbeknownst to me but beknownst to him, he was back up in New England for Brown's homecoming weekend. I had no idea he was here, he had no idea I was here. I was walking with some friends through Boston Common after work one night on our way to a bar and I saw someone, out of instinct I turned around and said, "Seth!" It was him. We ended up having dinner & drinks together that night. A year later, he's moved back to Boston & we hang out every now & then.

Either way, Seth was having some guys over for Poker Night, except none of us knew poker except him. So he taught the rest of us, then he & I proceeded to kick the asses of everyone else there. It was ironic yet mildly justifiable that the two unemployed guys took all the money from the employed ones. I was up by almost $6.50 by the end of the night, he was up by over $10. Not bad for a couple of pikers playing a $4 buy-in night.