Jennifer Aniston and her boyfriend of approximately eight minutes, Justin Theroux, “are looking for a new house to move into together,” an Aniston source told People.
(Who are these “sources” that are always quoted, anyway? Can I get a job doing that? Because I’d love to be Johnny Depp’s source. Or maybe George Clooney’s. Call me?)
Apparently Aniston just sold her palatial pad in the Hollywood Hills for $38 million and has to be out by the end of the month. And since there’s little sadder than a homeless rich person — they always think all the park benches are theirs — she thought this would be a good time to buy a little real-estate with her co-star from her upcoming film “Wanderlust.”
They’ve been dating all of six weeks, so that’s a fantastic idea.
I like her, I really do, but damn, lady. Slow your roll. This is not the type of thing that dispels the widely-held notion that you’re so eager for love the only things separating you from a life of crazy-catladydom are youth, your millions and a really slammin’ bod.