It Is Finished

When Danny approached me (he actually called me on the phone) and asked if I would mind writing a blog post, I leapt for joy (I actually said 'sure; all right'). Thoughts soon turned to what I should write. I thought about writing about how Danny finished his paper for his Feminist Theory class today, but ultimately decided against it. I briefly considered writing about our (by our, I mean my, my dad, my mom, and sister Gabby's) surprisingly tasty tofu stir-fry dinner. That, too, was nixed. Maybe I should about thinking of an idea to write about... Nah: that would never work.