Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for August 7, 2007
DAY 190  |  August 7, 2007
Is there a gene for lateness? I was supposed to meet Amanda and Jen at Penn Station to take the 1:45 p.m. train up to my Momís house in Syracuse for our writing retreat. Well, I got stuck on the subway and missed it. I had to wait for the 4 p.m. train while my friends are already halfway there. I feel like an asshole.

I could blame it on the subway, but a punctual person would have built in extra time for such unexpected inconveniences. Iím not a punctual person, but Iím taking this as a lesson that I need to learn. Iím promising myself Iíll work on my time management skills by planning ahead next time. Man, the five and a half hour train ride would be a lot more fun if I were with my friendsÖ

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