Im just saying

So today I was hit by a car.  I was in my car, driving through a parking lot, when a guy pulled out of his spot and hit me square on my driver's side door.  I am OK, but my car is not.  But anyways, so I went to the hospital to ge X-rays to make sure nothing was broken.  The doctor was pretty cute.  In fact, the last time I was at the Arlington County Hospital my doctor was pretty cute too.  I've been in DC for 2 years and to that hospital ER 3 times.  I think all the times I had to wear the gown and get my legs X-rayed, and all the times I really wished I had shaved my legs that morning.  But enough about my stubbly embarassment.

In the end I was put on prescription pain killers and some muscle relaxants.  I took my first dose in the hospital, and with the medicine they gave me some water to wash it down with.  The cup of water I was given was filled with THE BEST ICE I HAVE EVER HAD.  Ok so what is it with hospital ice?  I am an ice muncher, and seriously, theArlington Co. Hospital has fantastic ice.  It's not cube ice; it's closer to what you get from a fridge door.  But while the fridge-door ice comes in smaller pellets, the fridge-door pellets are still as hard as cube ice.  And chewing that hard ice is bad for you.  But hospital ice....well that is a totally different story.  While the hospital ice is small, about the size of two tic tacs, it's the consistency of this ice that makes it so great.  It's hard enough to crunch when you chew on it, but gives way easily so you can chew with your teeth exclusively and not involve any jaw action.  It's hard enough to make a sound when crunched by teeth, but will not give way if you just mush it with your tongue.  The perfect combination of strength and give, this ice is truly spectacular.

Also, afterwards I went to Wendy's with Neha.   My combo meal came to $5.66.  I asked Neha if she had any change, and the girl had exactly 66 cents in change.  My friend Jockitch from William and Mary believes that God speaks to him through clocks.  I am serious.  Legend has it that right before he took the LSATs he looked at a clock and it said, like 11:11.  As any sane person knows, any time a clock has a time where all the digits displayed are the exact same numeral, God is speaking in his mysterious way to you.  Apparently the fact that the clock was digital, therefore making the message clearer, only added to the strength of the luck.  Interestingly, Jockitch rocked his LSATs. 

Anyways, Neha had exactly 66 cents.  How often is it that, using EVERY piece of change in the entire vehicle, you make the exact change being asked for by a fast food attendant?  I'm guessing almost never.  I immediately thought of Jockitch and wondered if this was God trying to speak to me except this time instead of via a clock, in my hour of need God had decided to channel himself to me in the form of pocket change.  In fact the 6 cents out of the 66 cents were all in pennies.  Does the all-penny 6 cents make the message stronger, similar to the digital clock read?  And if this is God trying to speak to me, what is he saying?  Maybe since today was the worst day I've had due to multiple  circumstances (the car accident is only one of the many things that went wrong today) that I had no control over (so we can effectively rule out hang-over days from college), or atleast that I can recall, God was trying to let me know that everything was going to work out well.

Then I realized that 66 cents is just one numeral short of the dreaded 666.  Therefore maybe God's message was not so uplifting.  Or maybe it wasn't God trying to speak to me...

Then I remembered I was a Hindu and 66, 666, or any other random numbers mean nothing to me.  And I remembered that I wasn't crazy. And therefore no one/supernatural/heavenly being was trying to speak to me through inanimate objects, be it clocks or change!  And I started to realize that my muscle relaxers were kicking in.

Oh my God, I just looked at my cell phone and it's 1:11 AM.  Is there any way a higher being could consider this blog, and me mocking attempts to contact his earthly subjects, as blasphemous?