The Petruskas are here. I walked right past Caitlin heating her back in the training room without recognizing her. But then I saw her family and they gave me cookies and I watched her team for a bit. (I didn't stick around to watch Whitman get demolished by CC.)
Between games I took Greg and Michele and the brother (I forgot his name already) to see my room in Slocum. If you guys - my real family - come to visit me this year, people are going to be really confused because Michele is blonde and they know I have a brother in high school. They'll be like, "Didn't your family already visit?"
We're going to dinner later tonight.
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