Toast

So i've just realized my fondness of toast. It is warm and crunchy and can come in a plethora of varieties. You've got you white, your brown, your bagel, your english muffin, your light, your dark, your burnt, your not burnt, and the list goest on. Many people claim to have perfected toast but I think I can prove them wrong. You see it's not really the toast that matters so much, I believe and am under strong conviction that it is all about the technique. I am a breakfast toast person, I have never really thought about having toast in the afternoon or evening but now that I think about it I might actually try it. I like my toast like I like my tea, sweet. I prefer to cover half my toast with jam and the other half with peanut butter then before folding it together I notch the toast with my knife so that it folds easier. It's really like the way I like my girls, simple. I think my situation is quite abnormal to most other humans because you see my toast is made for me, and made well; another way i like my tea. So really what could be better, pre-made toast and pointless blogging. If you have ever wondered what i'm thinking about or looked at me and noticed that I was in deep thought, this could give you a pretty picture of what goes in my mind. Well i'm sure this will entertain me later when I read it, I hope it has made you take toast more seriously.