Dude wheres my car?
It was a very sunny morning and the birds were singing, and just as I was hoping for an eclipse of the sun and a shotgun to blow those birds away, I jolted out of bed and and ran to the window looking for my car.
I'll be damned-- it was parked perfectly in my space, which is shared by two other cars on either side!
First thing I did was call my friend and ask her how the hell did I manage that. She said I was offering rides home to everyone who needed one, and drove just fine and did not seem drunk at all.
I'll tell you what-- that scared me to death. I will never, and I do mean NEVER, do that again.