23 AUGUST 2009. SUNDAY. 10:44PM

I've moved and a little creeped out by all the extra room i have now. But more on that a little later.

Our African night out was a good distraction for the sore muscles that comes with moving house (all that cleaning and carrying!). After beers at the Beakwater, i was starving and convinced myself (and egged on by others) that i could tackle the 500g steak easily. But time came to be faced with this mountain of dripping semi-rare meat, i knew i was in trouble. Hardly a red meat eater under normal circumstances, i only managed half my plate last night. By the end of my last bite, i was too sick to even look at the leftovers hanging on the skewer. Thankfully they doggy-bagged it for me and i'm settled for lunch this week.

So this is how i will look back fondly and remember last night as "My 500g Mistake". Never again.