No, probably not. Apparently, I was so wasted that I found a nice stairwell to pass out on, but some girl noticed I was down there and tried to get me up. This was in my college town. She was apparently worried that the cops would find me, which happened to her friend the previous week. I don't remember this, obviously, but somehow she got my phone and called up my friend who was luckily sober, and she stayed with me until he arrived.
My friend said she was smoking hot. Whomever she is, she's a Wonder Woman.
Last week I blacked out, and thanks to my friends I managed to go back home safely. I also managed to get myself bitch-slapped by an ugly bitch when I was drunk. FML.