Sigh. Another season, another Avril-and-Deryck sighting. These exes can’t get enough of each other, huh.

Look, I ‘get’ that these two are still close friends. I get that they were only dining at ritzy Italian eatery Madeo on Thursday night because they are such good palsies. I get that they were celebrating Whibley‘s recent Grammy nomination (look harder; Sum 41 is in there somewhere). I get that, one year after their divorce, they are naturally buddies, because both their names are totally impossible when it comes to my spellcheck’s autocorrect, and people with weird names have to band together or something. (Kind of like how very tall people pair off, that whole phenomenon.)

But man, every time these two are seen together, I just feel so wistful for them. See that photo, up top? Doesn’t Avril look like she has to pee? That’s how I look, too, anytime I’m feeling wistful.

You know who probably feels super-wistful? Brody Jenner, that’s who.

(Image via the Daily Mail.)

I know the appropriate answer would be “I don’t care,” but I’m just throwing it out there in case there are some people out there who are completely besotted by the Avril-Brody Jenner-Deryck Whibley triangle of love.

Here we have photos of Avril and Deryck, partying on a boat together in Saint Tropez, looking all touchy-feely and like they’re about to bone below deck. Avril’s supposed boyfriend, Brody Jenner, was nowhere to be found.

One thing I can give this guy (aside from my express permission to take Batboy back should he so desire)? He looks much better with dark hair. MUCH better. Almost Orlando Bloom-like. And maybe that’s precisely what Avril’s seeing lately, too.

I mean, she went from a man with Hollywood’s widest nose to a man with Hollywood’s narrowest nose in, what, like three seconds flat? She might not be able to sing a note without the beauty of auto-tune, but her personal flair for guys has quite a range at any rate.

Lavigne filed for divorce from Deryck Whibley (who is — was, whichever — the lead singer of Sum 41) back in October and she’s already been linked to two or three different guys since then. I guess that’s part of the whole pink-princess “rock and roll” edge that she’s got to her, mmhmm?

Her latest confirmed sexual conquest is none other than Brody Jenner. The two allegedly started dating earlier this year, but despite that fact, she was spied getting cozy with her ex-husband, Whibley, recently. And alas, our very own grubby love triangle emerged in Hollywood this past week partying it up. Together. The three were said to have reserved a private VIP table at the W Hotel and later left in a car. Again, together. Later on the odd trio was said to grab a bit of an early breakfast at an all-night diner. The three did not leave together this time, however — Whibley was said to make a quick exit, while the other two lingered lovingly over red hot Formica and muddy coffee.

Um, say it with me: “Eewwwuh.”

Well, her soon to be ex husband Deryck Whibley has already moved on to making out with chick in tattoo parlors, so I guess it makes sense that Avril would move on to someone new, too. But while Deryck Whibley is out hooking with some Hollywood scene queen, she’s moving in with a former Hollywood kinda sorta somebody with a big greasy face. Yeah, Brandon Davis. A refresher for those of you who’ve had the pleasure of forgetting: he’s the one who hangs out with Paris and Co. and famously called Lindsay Lohan poor for only having seven mil. and then brilliantly called her a firecrotch to TMZ cameras.

The two supposedly have been seeing each other since the split, but their move in seems more recession-friendly than serious. From Hollyscoop: “Avril is selling her home where she lived with Deryck, while Brandon still lives in his family’s Bel-Air mansion….They both needed a place to live, so they decided to move in together.”

This is the first woman that Brandon has ever lived with and Avril isn’t even divorced yet, so I don’t anticipate this relationship going anywhere. I actually, deep down, genuinely feel that eventually one of them is going to wind up stabbing the other in a coke-fueled rage. I think this is probably a massive mistake, but they didn’t ask me so whatever…

Image from TMZ.com

Avril Lavigne and hubby Deryck Whibley just split up a little bit ago, but that doesn’t mean that the Sum41 singer is staying at home playing “I’m With You” on repeat and crying. In fact, he seems to be doing just the opposite: pressin’ lips with a modely-looking chick at a tattoo parlor in Los Angeles (There’s video here. Sorry, no embed code.)

It doesn’t seem odd that Deryck would start seeing someone quick to lay on the PDA. Avril supposedly was an ice queen and treated him like crap toward the end of their marriage. This chick is the complete opposite: hands wrapped around his face, going in for the kill to the point where Deryck even seems a little bit shy (no doubt the paparazzi hanging out behind them helped make this “tender moment” so much more awkward.) Still, after spending the last several years with a woman who treated her help better than you, I can see why he’d rush to be with a woman who can’t keep her hands off of him.

In perhaps her final act of pop culture relevance, angry scenester and occasional vocalist Avril Lavigne has filed to end her ill-advised marriage to Sum 41 guitarist Deryck Whibley. Let this be a lesson to all of you: Never marry someone who doesn’t know how to spell his own first name. The couple separated in late September, and Avril officially filed for divorce on October 9. They married in July 2006, when Avril was 22 years old, which is how I knew for sure that their love would last forever. Because wealthy and famous 22-year-olds know exactly what they’re going to want for the rest of their lives, and it’s always important for them to try hard to make their marriages work, because it’s not like they have anything to fall back on.

What makes this a particularly gleeful occasion for me (Side note: How hard does Glee rock? Sooo hard. It makes me realize that I probably would have loved High School Musical if I were like 10 years younger. I would totally buy a beach towel with Finn and Rachel on it.), is that back when Avril married this guy, and everyone was all like, “You are so dumb, this will never work,” she was all like, “Everyone else is dumb and this is going to work” and I was all like, “No, Avril, this going to work about as well as Aaliyah’s Cessna” and she was all like, “You’ll all feel silly in forty years when I’m still married to the punk guitarist with whom I shared life goals at the age of 22″ and now they’re getting a divorce. I win.

Oh, and Avril’s filing a motion to prevent him from seeking spousal support. I SMELL A SHITSTORM! AND IT SMELLS GOOOOOD!