week of birth...

to prove that i still had it in me and that i'm not letting my age drag me down...

* flew on a trapeze
* listened to painfully cheesy jokes at a murder mystery dinner that lasted an eternity
* ran through central park for a scavenger hunt
* got wasted and danced on top of a bar
* moved everything from storage back into my apt, up 5 flights.
* ate out for every single meal for 7 days straight.. and still counting
* saw mark ruffalo live in the play 'awake and sing!'

some of my favorites from the weekend... (actually, there weren't many pix taken... *gasp*)