Dear Veronica Mars,

I won’t lie, this isn’t an easy letter to write. In little less than an hour your series finale will be airing and I haven’t been handling it well. Although some people may say that the bloody nose I got last week was just a coincidence when I found out news of your cancellation. I disagree.

For the past two years you have been a major part of my life. I’m sure you feel the same way. I remember the day I first met you. I had read about you so much in Entertainment Weekly, that I just had to know what you were about. I downloaded just one episode and I was hooked. I watched your entire first season in one weekend. It was amazing.

During our second year together, I couldn’t help but feel like our love grew stronger. Although, I think I am still confused about the bus crash, it doesn’t matter. It never did. What matters is that we were together.

This past year has been great. Seeing you go to university and get accepted into the FBI has been great. You are as witty as ever.

Going into tonight’s finale I am nervous. I don’t want to say goodbye to you or your dad for that matter. You are like good friends. Please tell Wallace and Mac I say hello. Give piz a big high 5 for me. I know you know that I’ve never been a fan of Logan, but I say him in Deep Impact this past weekend, so that makes him OK in my books. Tell him I say “ciao”.

I wish this wasn’t goodbye but it is. It’s been an amazing three years and I can’t wait to see you live on as the cult phenomenon you deserve to be.


Mike Morrison