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 June 4, 2008
DAY 145  |  June 4, 2008

Sometimes my friends tell me I don't always give guys a fair chance. So when I met a random Red Sox fan from Nantucket at the hotel bar post-wedding, I gave him my number. What the hell...I've fallen instantly in love in random cities my fair share of times.

So I'm feeling nice about this good deed until I get the following text messages on my drive to Sarasota today: 1)Just wanted to see if you wanted to go to dinner sometime. Followed three minutes later by 2) Yes, I know where you live. Uh, stalk much?

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