“No, I do not mean a whiskey sour.”

The writer of Vodka Sours is twenty-two (third person narrative, for the win!). She will might be a 1L at a Southern university in 2011. Until then, she is spending her time serving the public good. Feel free to imagine for yourself what form her public service takes.

She used to have interests (that she vaguely remembers included reading, yoga, swimming, and knitting, among other things), but now she mostly obsesses about law school and devising plans to avoid getting fat once she is there whether she should even be a lawyer.

Vodka Sours is the result of her rampant self-indulgence attempt at being a producer in a consumption-driven society.