OMG OMG OMG

Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp are going to co-star in a new Wuthering Heights movie. I can't stop wiggling. You know who is going to have to go see this movie with me, right? EVERYBODY. It makes sense that Heathcliffe and Catherine would be played by the two best-looking people in the world.

In other news, since late March 2006 (ie., in the past year) I have read 76 books. It seems like I should be prepared to make some kind of summative statement, such as, "most of these books were good" or "I learned about the human condition" or "some of them were longer than others." The best ones, a top 8 list:

1. Matthew Battles' Library: An Unquiet History
2. Neil Gaiman's Coraline
3. What I Meant to Say: The Secret Lives of Men [Ian Brown, ed]
4. D. M. Cornish's Monster Blood Tattoo: Foundling
5. Simon Winchester's The Meaning of Everything: The Story of the Oxford English Dictionary
6. John Berendt's The City of Falling Angels
7. Louise Fitzhugh's Harriet the Spy
8. Jonathan Safran Foer's Everything is Illuminated

I don't have the heart for a "worst of" list. It wouldn't be that long, anyway. "Soft-hearted, sympathetic, optimistic Jocelyn," that is what they call me.

Dear women in space shows:

In the coming 44 minutes, you will be piloting and repairing space-ships, out-manoeuvering enemies, discharging firearms, dismantling explosives, and running energetically down echoey metallic hallways. You may be imprisoned or forced to defend yourself with violence. You may be exposed to extreme weather conditions, a lack of life-support systems, interrogation, exhaustion, and physical and/or emotional stress. Put on a shirt over your futuristic sports bra. Trust me, you'll be glad you did. In space, it never hurts to be prepared.

Love,
Jocelyn

Last night James and I went to see Miss Potter, which was good. I guess. I mean, it was good, in the sense that I wasn't offended by it. I don't really like Renee Zellweger; her Zellwegeryness (Zellwegeriosity?) tends to take over everything she appears in. But more importantly, there was a trailer for Bridge to Terabithia. I got really excited for the first eight seconds of the trailer, until I realized Disney had turned the story into a "children in a magical world" CGI-a-thon: giants, talking trees, and a myriad of other Narnia-the-movie-esque creatures. It does have Zooey Deschanel, James's indie-movie-star-girlfriend, in it, so I can be reservedly hopeful. I'll go see it, but I won't be happy about it.

Deletia: trying to remain reservedly hopeful, in the face of reasonably overwhelming odds.