God, Eczema, and Sandwiches

I think I might actually be starting to believe in a higher power. There's been a lot of things in my life that have been going tangential to optimal. And yet... I may be coming though unscathed.

case in point? Eczema. From time to time throughout my life, I've had eczema on one place or another. Nothing large, but it usually goes away after a month or so. Well recently, I had eczema on my finger, and it had been annoying me for 5 weeks or so. Just now, - well, as of a few days ago - it is starting to clear up.

What does this have to do with a higher power? I'm getting to that. Hold on.

McDonald's new southern style chicken sandwich. I've seen ads for it. It looked good. It looked simple. Why would McD's carry and promote such a simple item? No clue... I wanted one... I've wanted one for about 5 weeks. Last week I drove to a McDonald's to try one.

I used the drive through. Do any of you people know me? I HATE drive throughs... I feel they are the epitome of our lazy society. And yet, I felt the urge to use the drive through. I did. I ordered 2 sandwiches and a sweet tea.
My order was repeated back to me. I paid. The guy at the window verified my order. I said yes. I got the bag and began to drive away.
I looked in the bag. I had gotten a Fish sandwich meal. "Oh well," I said. I happily ate the yummy fries, and the not so yummy, but decently tasting Fish sandwich.

There is a point... it's coming...

Today, my eczema is almost completely healed. I decided on a whim to look up eczema online. In my research, I found that Omega-3 acids heal eczema fast.

WTF?!?

How is it that all of those odd coincidences and strange occurrences all completely aligned to get me to eat a fish sandwich to get omega-3's to heal my eczema?

I couldn't have planned that much of an elaborate plan if I wanted to!

The multi-million dollar McD's ad campaign for such a simple sandwich...
The craving for McD's...
The drive through...
The screwed up order...
The lack of my standard argumentative nature to make my order correct...

That is all one hell of a coincidence... or, maybe one "heaven" of one.

I'm not ready to turn monk or vicar or anything... but, these coincidences are hard to ignore.

Probability and Poker

I guess I've hit a new low in my despization of probability to the point of, I blew off my teusday night study session, and went to play poker instead.

You know what? I don't feel bad about it either.

I'm failing probability; I know that. So why try so hard anymore? I'm not going to. I'll glance at my notes, before class, and will continue to do the "no-credit" homeworks. But I'm not busting my ass anymore. Fuck it.