One bottle of grolsch
One pint of cider (can't go to a poetry slam and not have a cider)
One packet of salt and vinegar crisps.
I think that's pretty limited to say the least. No fatty food. No chips. No seven pints! Controlled. The crisps were a bit annoying because I had to have dinner at like 5pm because I had to leave early to get alll the way up to Newcastle so I was feeling a lil snacky towards the end of the evening.
On the way there some drunk guys approached me on the way to the metro. Putting their arms round me and snickering and saying things like wide load. I shrugged them away and firmly told them to fuck off. God I hate that. Didn't let it ruin the evening though. The same drunks held the train up 20 minutes because we had to wait for the police to escort them off. Quite annoying. However turning up late left me with out a seat and I had to sit next to this really HOT STUFF poet. Infact you can check him out... Ross Sutherland This picture doesn't do him justice and omg his voice. In my personal opinon he should have won... though the dude who actually won was amazing....
The next morning I got lost on the way to the metro station trying to make my way home from my friends house. Totally forgot his instructions and ended up doing 5000 steps before 10 am! ( didn't help that NONE of the bus stops had their respective numbers on the top and I had to check individual stops to find the damn bus home) I suppose it upped my step count so it wasn't alllll bad. Except I got a lil sweaty 'cause I was walking up and down hills and shit.
Also I was in Asda like 20 minutes ago and saw a Jillian Michael's fitness game for the wii. I probably don't need a another wii fitness thingy but I know all of you American blogger's rate her so I thought I'd put it out there.....