(First, I’d like to mention that I talked to my mom today, and she said she was looking at our city’s sanitation website where she found out that we can recycle plastics. Did you hear that? No specifications [I think it was something like 1, 2, 6 when I was a kid, lately it was 1–5], nothing, just that all-encompassing word, plastics. I can now recycle styrofoam, folks, do you realize how excited this makes me? My mom said she’s throwing out only one bag of trash every week, the trash can is so empty, and the recycling bin is practically overflowing. Oh my heart, it races.)

(On to the real interesting post.)

I finished Howl’s Moving Castle on Sunday. When I closed the book, I was grinning, the story made me so happy and thoroughly satisfied. It’s even better than the movie. Although the movie’s still good. It’s just, you know, a shortened and simplified and prettified version. And it’s a bit different than the book. I don’t know if it’s bad. It’s Miyazaki, so I’m biased. I like both the book and the movie. But I’d choose the book over the movie.

The problem I have now is, well, I finished the book! No more moving castle to read about, no Sophie and Howl to join while they go about pretending the other isn’t important. I miss the book. :( (I can’t tell if it’s sad or a sign of a good reader and a good book that I miss these characters so much.)

I just had a thought. I should go buy Castle in the Air. It’s sort of a sequel. Howl and Sophie are in it, but they’re not main characters, I don’t think. ^^’ That makes me a little happy.

I kind of wanted to point out all the differences between the book and the movie … just because. But I figure that no one would want to read it (unless they don’t mind being spoiled, or they’ve already read the book, the latter being highly unlikely). Also, I’m typing this entry up rather late, and seeing as my sleep schedule recently is already messed up enough … I shall skip the contrasting.

For now. muahahaha …