Friday night I had a few too many Cosmos (okay...a LOT too many!) and dreamed that I called my friend from work like a dozen times. I think I repeatedly called because she didn't ever answer. There wasn't any part of the dream that included me actually talking to her.
Imagine my horror Saturday morning when I saw my cell phone sitting out, picked it up and checked the recent activity on it. Yep. I called her 12 times between 7:30 and 10:15 Friday evening.
Big Daddy MUST STOP ME from ever drinking so irresponsibly again. Friends don't let friends dial drunk.