28 April 97 
 
Not much to report on this front, cap'n.  A few tidbits and tittles to  
inform those who have not bothered to talk to me in a while, but keep up  
with my page.  (Don't you see the guilt-inducing waves flowing towards  
you?) 
 
Dateline: Mary Pat.... 
 
Carey, because she loves Durham so well, will be attending Duke University 
next year; Amy, despite pressure from various people, is tenaciously 
pursuing a degree in accounting (go, Amy, go! go, Amy, go!  I think it 
would be cool for Amy to be a C.P.A.)  Uncle Wirt is getting married in 
June at a California winery (way cool) on NCSSM's Alumni Day and my 5th 
reunion (not so cool.  sorry, guys, I won't be there.  But I will be in 
Raleigh all summer, so email me if you'll be in town.)  Aunt Patti is 
getting married sometime in the fall.  Wirt has quit his job at Anna Sui, 
and will be going somewhere where me may be really appreciated.  Amy has a 
basset hound named Ernie, who grunts like a pig and whom I will probably 
have to dog-sit several times this summer.  Ma & Carey (& John) are going 
to Cancun for her graduation gift, leaving me alone, at home, to enjoy the 
big screen tv all by myself.  Is she getting luggage?)  
 
I haven't yet finished my Probability Limit Theorems exam from last  
semester, but I can see the light from here.  Today was the last day of  
the soup kitchen, and man is it pissy out there.  I IRC more than I  
should, but I've been getting bored faster with it, so I guess that's  
good. 
 
I don't want to think about getting an apartment right now, so I won't 
 
Enough chitchat to hold you, I think.