"They were touching each other as though they were incredibly fragile, and maybe, just at this moment, they were."
Hi, I'm Jam and I'm a teaoholic. I drink so much tea that many of my nearest and dearest are scared that one day I shall turn into a cup of tea. I'm not sure that I'd mind that much.... Perils of being English I guess.
I fully believe that cheese should be strong, that butter should be salted, that reduced fat/sugar/salt food is an abomination and the work of the devil, that peanuts should be covered in salt, that raisins should be covered in chocolate, that things that are mouldy are not meant to be eaten, that steaks and burgers are so much better rare, that brown sugar should never be put in tea, and that coffee, if drunk plain, should be drunk black. I eat jam and peanut butter from the jar, cheese by the block, bacon crispy and biscuits by the packet.
I'm a student, studying something that I though would be super interesting...until I started that is. And now I don't have a clue what to do with my life...
I read lots of fanfiction, but unfortunately have no artistic talent to speak of, so don't write any (the extent of my writing ability is long tedious lab reports, in which I used 20-odd pages to say "It went wrong and I don't know why...but it should have happened like this...") My only claim to artistic talent is being able to read crochet and knitting patterns, and sew (both by hand and by machine). Interesting yes? *rolls eyes*