Insomnia

So I tried going to bed before this final gigantic theatre history test and that clearly didn't happen. Instead, I went internet crazy and just read most of Sean Patrick Flanery's website, myspace, and twitter account. From there, I went to Jewel Staite and Nathan Fillion's myspace accounts, which led me (inevitably) back to both of their twitter accounts. (Nathan's has since led me to Neil Patrick Harris (who is also funny as hell) and Michael Rosenbuam) I love Jewel because she's so down to earth and I wish I had her life. She's so positive about everything that it's infuriatingly catching and I find myself in a better mood about everything.

Then, there's Nathan Fillion. I love this man because he is amazing in every sense of the word. From being the largest Technophile I've ever not met, to also being so damn positive, to creating his own catch-phrases that are now in popular use throughout the internet, to really honestly enjoying connecting with his fans through the internet, he just makes me believe in the idea of positive humanity. Sean Patrick Flanery's sites all seem marketed to the point that it's overwhelming, while Nathan Fillion is just on it because he wants to be and embraces his insane crazy fan-following. Feed the Birds, Nathan.

A few samples from Nathan's twitter:

I am tweeting while filming!

Put on super hard bullet proof vest. Told Jon Huertas to punch me. He punched me in the face. My own fault.

Basically: I'm now in desperate need of an iPhone just so I can join this twitter thing. I feel like it is required to twitter from an iPhone, especially because my PoS Pantech seriously needs to die. Or, if not an iPhone, then something of the same nature. I just need a better phone >.<

1.5 hours left until alarm sounds. Do I sleep it, or stay up again?