Dear Zooey Dechanel

Hello there! How are you? How is your sexy, indie rock husband? He is coming to my city in a few short days, and I would LURVE to go his band’s show. What? It’s rude to beg you for tickets? Ahem, sorry. I’m not one that is known to be cool around celebrities.

I just wanted to let you know that you are probably my favorite person in Hollywood right now. Which is saying something, I mean, one of the minor characters from Roswell is back on network television, so you have some stiff competition. But really, you are adorable. I’m sure you already know that, but since I haven’t told you face to face (face to computer?) yet, I figured it was worth mentioning.

I’ve loved you since forever, and now that you’re on my telly every Tuesday night, I love you even more. Some people (okay, all people) have said I am trying to be you, but I’m not, that would be creepy. But really, we are pretty alike. Except for the part where you are a big Hollywood star and I live in Kansas and spend my days explaining SEO to engineers who are mildly afraid of the Internet. Same diff, you know?

Anywho, just wanted to say thanks for the laughs. I am totally going to keep watching your show (and coveting basically everything about you…in a non-creepy way of course…) and I’ll let everyone else know they should do the same. Keep the Newsies references coming, Ms. Dechanel, and they will watch.

Xoxo,
Megan

P.S. I think I should cut my bangs again…right?