I went to this apartment to drop something off for my roommate to this guy I'd only met once. When I got there he and his two roommates and the roommates girlfriends were drinking, and he invited me in to hang out. It was a pretty sweet place, with three bedrooms upstairs and a pretty nice setup (for a bunch of college kids) downstairs.

Anyway.

They were playing caps, which i'd never played, and drinking beer, which I had not yet acquired a taste for. I was down to play, though, so the guy I kinda knew brought out this jug of cheap red wine and I started loosing at caps spectacularly and chugging all these cups of wine while everyone else was drinking PBR or whatever.

Fast forward a couple hours, we are all hiding in the bushes down the street shooting a potato gun at the campus police station (I was not taking classes but lived in a university town and this was right across the street from campus). One of the clearest memories I have is of all of us running back to the apartment and as I was running I was looking down at my feet and noticing that the ground was moving around an awful lot.

Then we get inside and I run upstairs to the bathroom and apparently threw up A LOT because when I woke up everything reeked of red wine and I looked like Courtney Love on a very bad day. Also I was still quite drunk and felt like death.

I went downstairs to retrieve my backpack and sneak out without having to face any of the three guys whose bathroom I'm pretty sure smells to this day of Carlo Rossi and i couldn't find it. So I sat down on the couch and started to play Tetris on their Nintendo.

A while later one of the roommates comes down, says nothing to me, and starts going about his day. So that's awkward but whatever I needed to find out where my stuff went. A couple minutes later the other roommate I didn't know came down and sat on the couch and I was like, wtf I think these dudes are pissed cause they aren't talking to me I have no idea what I did besides puke a lot and I at least made it in the toilet and then when third guy came down it clicked. I was in the wrong apartment.

After the potato gun thing I must have lost track of everyone else and I just went into an apartment cause they all look they all look the freaking same and puked in these random guys bathroom. Their furniture setup was similar enough to the one I had been at that i didn't even notice in my shitty state.

So I paused my game and left.

I found the right apartment after wandering around and seeing the potato gun on the balcony.

It was like 5 years before I told anyone that story but it's kinda funny now.