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 September 8, 2008
DAY 241  |  September 8, 2008

I'm really over my section eight-esque, something's always broken apartment and the surrounding neighborhood inhabited by crazies, trannies and feral cats. I guess it could be worse. Last night at a Coral Gables city meeting, a police officer stood up to give his opinion on park benches, saying they encourage the "residentially challenged."

Seriously? I'm a democrat and all but that's a bit too PC even for me. I've seen most of the same homeless people roaming around Miami for five years now, and I'm pretty sure 90% of them were once just crazy Beach partiers that spent one too many nights at Liquid back in the day.

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