Dear Kristen Bell,
Friends have told me that my love for you isn't healthy.
They say 'Sure, Veronica Mars was great, but maybe it's time to let go'
They tell me I should get a hobby,
like rock collecting, rock climbing, or rock identification
(I have a lot of geologist friends)
Sometimes I wonder if they are right, that I should stop devoting so
much time to you and focus on more valuable pursuits.
Like helping out in Darfur. Surely Don Cheadle would approve.
But then you go and do something adorable,
like have a stage 5 meltdown about
the possibility of meeting a sloth.
And then I just love you more.
Ever yours,
Tableau Your Mind