eat it

after a grueling 2.5 hour molecular bio exam this morning, i hauled ass back home to clean up the apt in anticipation of my little brother's evening visit. on the other end of a 32 oz margarita and a double scotch (lagavulin 16, thank you) - my first non-cold medication good time in 2 weeks - i present to you, my readership, an icon of chocolate art; a freestyle exploration into confectionary masterpiece. the handmade solid chocolate torte topper i crafted this afternoon, using only a block each of dark and white chocolates, a spatula, a toothpick, and a ziploc bag (i don't even have a double boiler, motherfuckers):