For the last 2 weeks, I've had to be awake fairly early in the morning, even on the weekends. I decided this past Friday that since I wasn't going to be able to afford going out of town for the weekend, I'd sleep in as late in the day as I could on both Saturday and Sunday.

Yesterday, I was laying in bed, sound asleep, when my Skype number started ringing. I buried my head in my pillow and tried to ignore it. After it stopped, my cell phone started ringing. I tried to deny that my cell phone had rang, and tried to go back to sleep. I failed, so I got up and checked both for voice mail messages. Sure enough, my business partner/friend/former roommate left me a voicemail to let me know that his wife had gone into labor. I was happy for them, and I was glad he called about it because I asked him to. But why couldn't she have gone into labor at like 4:30 in the afternoon? Needless to say, he called me again around 9:30 last night to tell me that he was a proud father of a little girl, and that everyone was doing just fine.

This morning, right around the same time, my cell phone rang. I was sleeping kinda light, so I heard the ringer loud and clear. When I got out of bed to see who it was, it was Mom. She hadn't left a voice mail, which kinda frustrated me, but when I called back she answered right away. She was calling to let me know that they were going to come down this way for the day, but that it wouldn't be for another couple of hours. GRR! So why didn't she call another couple of hours later so I could get some sleep?!

Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and my friends, and I'm glad that they are keeping in touch with me. I just want to get some sleep one of these days!

I've had a Netflix subscription for about the last year. I maintain my queue and watch every movie I receive, regardless of whether I've seen it before. I have the "3 at a time" plan, which means I have 3 movies out at any given time. I have my dad set up with a sub-account, which causes me to receive 2 movies, and him one. Something odd happened this last time around, though.

I received the normal 2 red envelopes in the mailbox, but one felt different than usual: It had 2 movies in it instead of just one. I figured it was just a mistake, so I thought nothing of it. That was, until I actually watched the movie.

Now, I'm not a Will Ferrel fan by any means, and his movies annoy the crap out of me. When I loaded this one in the DVD player, I had overlooked that he was the star of the movie. When it started, I expected disappointment, as I saw his face as the main character. I decided to "suffer" through it and see what it was all about, and I figured I would turn it off eventually if I got annoyed by it. The thing of it was, I didn't get annoyed.

I sat here watching the film, and I identified with so many points of it. It was almost as if someone made the movie about me, with the usual Hollywood exaggerations. I couldn't believe it! The difference was, this movie had a definitive ending, whereas my life seemingly doesn't. I learned some from the movie though, and I saw parts of my life on the screen that I need to do something about. It was almost as if someone was trying to send me a message. I have to say, if that was the goal, it was achieved.

I would have never selected this movie in 100 years, regardless of what popular culture said about it. The fact that "Stranger Than Fiction" became that mistakenly sent Netfix disk just seems to be rather odd... Words can't explain how disturbed I feel now.

No, I'm not going to go jump in front of a bus. I'm just going to totally reevaluate each day as I live it.

By the way, it was an excellent movie. I highly recommend it.