Thanks For Being So Clutch, Jen!

Sprezz editor, Pilar D'Agnese, recently gave me the OK to post one celebrity gossip post per year without turning into a huge dorkus malorkus (the most irritating species of nerd). It's in good merit, I promise. Thanks for bearing with me.

Keep in mind that aside from catchin' a little E! here and there (yea, I admit it), I'm not much for celeb drama, but it's impossible to avoid gossip mags at the supermarket and CVS. They know just how to grab your attention and lately I keep noticing the same front page theme...

"Jennifer Aniston gets played!"

What the hell is going on here? Sure, you can argue that a breach of privacy comes with the celebrity package, but damn... Enough is enough. This girl's taken some serious abuse.

As a normal person, I get sick and tired of Facebook's effect on everyone's social lives. "Who's he/she with in that pic? Relationship status change?? Why is that clown posting on her wall?!"

I can't imagine a life where there's a play-by-play tabloid report every time that I meet someone for coffee!

We all know about Brad. Then, there was John Mayer. Now, Jen's apparently getting passed up by another Brad...

Most people would flee to a secluded island after taking such public humiliation. But not Jen. She's a true example of resilience. Just when you think that the girl can't possibly take anymore, she bounces back onto the scene and does her thing. I've never seen a late night show appearance where Jen wasn't completely poised and confident.

My old man once told me, "Son, you've gotta be on the dance floor if u wanna get laid."

Well, keep dancing, Jen... I've got ya back. Thanks for being so clutch.

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