Haha, crap, was I so drunk last night that I ended up going home to the wrong apartment again? 'Cause, you know, I've done that before. It was embarrasing. My key wouldn't work, but then I just walked through the door and collapsed into bed. Woke up the next morning to this lady screaming about calling the cops. . .
Actually, come to think of it, I don't feel like I'm hungover. . . Huh.