Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for April 14, 2008
DAY 94  |  April 14, 2008

When I see the faces I make in photos sometimes, I think it's no surprise I'm single.

Just kidding...but normal guys have told me on more than one occasion that they find me hard to approach. I think that's just a passive way to admit that most guys are pussies, since I am approached by at least one crazy, homeless or vagabond per day. I'm still mulling over the proposal I got from a random, nerdy Bill Gates look-alike who walked past me while I was riding my bike to the nail salon this weekend...

Guy: You're beautiful. Let's get married.

Me: Weird look

Guy: Seriously, like right now.

Me: Weirder look. Faster pedaling.

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