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Overheard in LA: spine of a jellyfish
You never know what you'll hear at standing in line at the Arclight. Amandarin caught the story of one of the most spineless breakups ever. This is how it starts:
Girl 1: So, my boyfriend is engaged.
Girl 2: Congratulations!
Girl 1: Not to me, though.
Girl 2: . . .
Girl 1: I found out this morning.
Girl 2: How?
Girl 1: He sent me a picture of the ring on her finger.
Girl 2: WHAT?!
Girl 1: He sent me a picture, on my phone, of the ring on her finger. No words or anything, just the picture.
We kind of admire Girl 1. We would have been down Sunset drowning our sorrows with something highly toxic. But she soldiered on at the Arclight after what may have been the worst breakup ever.
Oh, wait. Speaking of bad breakups, a rumor is going around that Jennifer Aniston is a only semi-gracious autographing celebrity — well, the bitter waitress calls her a bitch. Because Aniston gave her an autograph and a chintzy tip. We think maybe she would have tipped better if she'd been able to eat her meal in peace. Plus, she's getting over a bad breakup, so we'll cut her some slack.
Which is worse: Brad leaving Jen and lying about his oh-so-obvious Jolie affair, or breaking up via cellphone photo of another woman's ring finger? We can't decide.