I was in high school and was sitting by two of my ex-friends. I can’t remember what we were talking about, and I think we were eating, but one of them mentioned drugs and I asked what kind of drugs she wanted. She was likeYou sell drugs?, and I said no, but I know tons of people who do, and depending on what kind of drugs she wanted, I could get some for her. Then we were at my house, and definitely eating at this point. I had gone upstairs to look at some website I had created, and it was about some old man who had 2 wives. There was something wrong with the site though, and it had turned into some Barbara Streisand site at the bottom half of the page, I guess because this old man had married her too. Then I went back downstairs, and they told me Rob Ray from the Buffalo Sabres had called for me, because he wanted to know if I wanted to be the rooter for the next game, and possibly all the rest of the games. Apparently a rooter was a person who came out right before the team did and got the crowd all excited and stuff. I wondered why the hell he would want me to do it, because I don’t like getting all excited, and I’d be highly embarrassed and rather inhibited. And I wondered why he asked me, but apparently it was because of some kind of relationship I had with some other guy on the team (not sure who). So they gave me Rob’s number and I went back upstairs to call him, but was really nervous, so I was rehearsing what I was going to say to him. I was going to say “Hi Rob, it’s Sara. How’s the shoulder?” but I never called him because the alarm went off.

possible explanation: I tend to have hockey related dreams on game nights. This one follows the pattern. Rob Ray did hurt his shoulder during the game. Not sure why I’d be asked to be a rooter, if they even have those (I never noticed anything like that). I also hate the 2 ex-friends I dreamed about, so I don’t know why I would have dreamed about them. I haven’t thought about them or seen them in years.

possible interpretation: No clue, is that a surprise?

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