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 9, 2008
DAY 150  |  June 9, 2008
Ah, the wonder that is Craigslist. Since I'm about as non-committal with living arrangements as many other areas of my life, I decided it would be a good idea to try to find someone else needing a roommate rather than make a snap decision on a new apartment. What resulted was a meeting with a woman who was about 10 years older, 30 pounds lighter and six or so fake boob cup sizes bigger than me...along with her "baby" a scroungy mutt called "Lovey Dovey." Though she assured me her home was her sanctuary, Lovey Dovey had managed to rip up every last inch of carpet in the entire apartment. This situation has taught me commitment may not be the worst thing in the world.
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