Please mum, I want some more...

Last night I went to see Becoming Jane and it was just okay. I will admit that I was partially distracted by the glory of James McAvoy, which may have kept me from appreciating the movie to its fullest, but I have no regrets. In fact, James McAvoy gave quite an enjoyable performance... I therefore dedicate this entry to Mr. McAvoy and a few other Scottish actors who have garnered my own, hard-won acclaim.

James McAvoy

Where you've seen him:

• Becoming Jane
• The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
• Wimbledon

Why I love him:
In a very Hugh Grant-like way, James McAvoy has a sweet, endearing charm that's absolutely irresistible. Plus, who ever thought a faun could be hot?


Ewan McGregor
Where you've seen him:

• Trainspotting
• Star Wars Episodes I-III
• Moulin Rouge
• Big Fish
• The Island

Why I love him:
I know he smokes and I know he has a big forehead-mole, but I can't help it, he's so damn adorable. He sings, dances, and he's f-ing Obi Wan, come on! Yeah, I'm pretty much in love.


Gerard Butler
Where you've seen him:

• Dracula 2000
• The Phantom of the Opera
• 300

Why I love him:
Gerard's badass-factor is off the charts. He's been Dracula, a phantom, and King Leonidas. Granted, he wasn't exactly Mr. Thing as the phantom, but I can't resist a guy who sings, even if he is creepy, disfigured, and obsessed with a young girl...


Dougray Scott
Where you've seen him:

• Deep Impact
• Ever After
• Dark Water

Why I love him:
I'm not going to lie, the only reason Dougray made this list was because of Ever After, one of favorite movies (which I also just recently watched). In fact, I'm not sure that I recall him in any of his other movies, but that's alright. His single performance as Prince Henry II secures his place on this list (and in my heart).

I like little boys

Yesterday I played intramural softball, the first of the single-elimination playoffs (which we predictably lost - haven't won a game all quarter). Now softball is definitely not my game, and most of my time on defense in right field was spent eyeing the boys on the field next to us, warming up for a game of ultimate*.

It was then that it occurred to me that I really need to find a way to meet people (read: boys) who are my own age, or older. Somehow being around freshmen and high schoolers has turned me into even more of pervert than I normally am, and this needs to be remedied as soon as possible.

During the Harry Potter book launch, I asked my friends what the youngest age is appropriate for me to be crushing on. Without missing a beat, the response I got from my friend's boyfriend was "half your age plus 7," which I responded to with an enthusiastic "YES!" There is clearly something wrong with me.

So here it is: once the school year starts up, I vow to spend less time crushing on boys who are more than a year younger than I am (that seems like a reasonable cutoff, yeah?). Because even though it's totally legal and they're super cute and you know what they say about grass on the field... It simply isn't healthy, despite being being just as beautiful and natural as other relationships. I mean, it's not wrong if we love each other, right?

*Seriously though: studly boys with their shirts off, tossing discs around, wearing baseball hats. I was okay with it.