Tonight will be the last night's sleep before I've seen ROTS.

Before many of us will have seen it.

Today, right now, it is May 18th. Less than 24 hours from this moment many of us will be sitting in darkened theaters, watching sabers slash swathes in the air, watching droids get destroid, watching Jedi die and Sith stand triumphant.

Right now I'm excited but exhausted, but I cannot sleep yet; I cannot sleep until, say, somewhere around 3 a.m., so that I can sleep late enough tomorrow to be up at least that late again tomorrow. Like a kid on Christmas Eve, I may be tired, but I cannot sleep--will not sleep. When I was a child, I would lie in bed on Christas Eve and no one could tell me that I didn't hear sleigh bells in the distance. Tonight, I could almost swear I hear the hum of a lightsaber, the metallic vibrating piercing zing of blaster fire--even the beeps and whistles of a little blue and white droid.

Right now I'm proud, that through all the months I've resisted the temptation to go spoiled, my former tagline "SpoilerFree4ep3!!" blazened in red to remind me and alert others to keep spoilers away. The 4 issues of the comic sit undisturbed on a shelf; Darth Vader's face stares up at me from Time magazine on my desk; articles flood the net filled with spoilers. But tomorrow, I go in as fresh as I could possibly be, given how much we all know will happen. And right now that feels good.

Right now I'm anxious to talk about the movie with everyone I know. Anxious to see it again in NY on Saturday in a DLP theater. Anxious to return to the HS Webcam Chat to OOOOOOO and AHHHHHHHHH with the fam. I'm anxious to jump into the Ep. III forum, when spoilers will no longer be an issue. I'm anxious to know the answers to the questions that my spoiler free status has denied me.

Right now I'm a little sad. This is it; the last Star Wars movie. The saga will be complete, and there will be nothing left to tell. Sure, there's EU and a TV show in the works...but it won't be the same. Part of the fun is the escalating hype of it all; the cross promotions and diet pepsi commercials with Yoda swiping cheeseburgers. This marks the end, and makes this bittersweet.

This is what we've all been waiting for. This is where the fun begins.