Allyson: You had a dream about chasing seagulls, and you didn’t want to wake up?
Me: No! What? I had a dream about JASON SEGEL, and I didn’t want to wake up.

Either dream would have been nice, but I was fortunate to have actually dreamt about the actor in lieu of those rat-bastards with wings. I mean, we all know the climax of that dream would have been when crap landed in my hair.

I have been indulging in some nightly Freaks and Geeks episodes, which has caused me to say a lot of “You know, I forgot how cute Jason Segel is” and “I sort of want to punch his character for all the music talk, but Jason Segel is melting my heart.”


Segel not shown here, due to unfortunate John Francis Daley head placement.

Anyway, thanks to the show, I found myself in a literal dream-date situation last night with him. The contextual clues led to the fact that he and I were an item, but were having a do-over first date. It was pretty cute. We went to the beach a played around, and I kept pouring sand down his pants and laughing, which I think would be pretty darn accurate. Then, he was all, “What do we have here?” and pulled out a dinner made entirely of beans. I ate every single thing on my heaping bean plate and asked, “Are you impressed that I ate all those beans?” And he was. We cuddled and hung out with his friends (Paul Rudd, Seth Rogen, etc.) and it was so chill and fun.

And then I woke up. And I tried my best to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t continue it. So, I vowed to make this dream continue in real life.


Back-lit beauty.

Jason Segel, let’s go out sometime. You seem like a tall, funny, cool guy, and I think you’d like me. Also, I thought you were great in Forgetting Sarah Marshall IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.


This is what I mean.

And I’ll be equal parts creeped and okay with your 40 puppets. Seriously, you’re always bringing up the fact that you’re single, so let’s do this shit. Give me a shot; plus, think of the PR: “Handsome Actor Dates Blog Girl with Big Dreams.” That’s winning material, buddy.

At least think about it. Or I’ll hunt you down and make you think about it.


P.S. - Sweet freckles.