Rumor has it (Ha! Get it?) that Jennifer Aniston kept a diary throughout her marriage to Brad Pitt and plans to turn it into a tell-all book in order to stick it to Brad as payback for his relationship with Angelina Jolie. This may or may not be true since she was quoted recently as saying the following about 2005:
It’s been the best of times and the worst of times. It’s been quite a year, but I wouldn’t change anything or trade it in for anything. I wouldn’t be sitting here and feeling how I’m feeling.”
Chain smoking while watching your Friends box set and your ex-husband’s new girlfriend’s waistline expand thanks to his sperm is a … um … “feeling”. It’s not necessarily one most people would prefer. If I was Jennifer Aniston and had to choose between that feeling and the one you get from dousing yourself with gasoline and lighting yourself on fire, I’d choose the gas and fire. If I lived through it, not only would I not “feel” much of anything since my nerves would be severed, but I could star in a series of horror movies. Hey, sometimes you need to make sacrifices in order to get people to finally watch your crappy movies. Even if it means you end up smelling like a scorched Goodyear tire.
Jennifer at Sundance:
