whiski_sour | I can do it! I have the technology!

One ginormous can of mashed up pumpkin stuff + one tube of sugar cookie dough that only I could fuck up if I made actual cookies out of it + one graham cracker pie crust in a tin because I've never mastered the art of patience = Three different desserts that will most likely not suck.

Pumpkin pie, pumpkin pasties, and pumpkin cookie cake.

I realize that though these desserts cannot write me a psych paper analyzing Anne Rice's personality nor figure out why my Nano characters are prematurely climaxing way before 50,000 words, they are sweet enough to give me a sugar high that would allow me to see God and ask him to write my paper for me and question him as to why I'm blowing my literary load as fast as a 16 year old guy during his first time.

Hopefully, though, I'll ask him with more tact than that.

And now, a meme ganked from

lync, though I've seen it other places before.

My journal is called "The Devil's Dance Floor" because I love me some Flogging Molly.
My subtitle is "Bleedin' Hearts Cryin' 'Cause There's No Way Out" because I envision my journal like a tar pit in which my friends are caught and attempting to break free from my horribly bad jokes, endless rambling, and pathetic whining.
My friends page is called "The Local Pub Crowd" because I'm fairly sure half of you are drunk and the other half wants to be after reading my journal.
My username is whiski_sour because I want to be drunk, too.
My default userpic is Liv Tyler in lingerie because she is damn pretty.
My LJ "name" is Cheshyre or Chesh because that's the name I've been known by online since 1999.

Here's to hoping I don't fuck up the pumpkin pasties taking 'em out of the tin. Oy.