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Impaired decision making
So on Sat night, after quite a bit of wine, I got the train home from London and Brendan picked me up from the station. When we got back to my parents we found we'd forgotten our keys. For some reason I decided that it would be a good idea to climb onto the garage roof and try and get in through the bedroom window and open the door for Brendan. I got onto the roof, but couldn't quite drag myself through the window (stupid flip-flops and weak arms). Molly woke up and suddenly turned into the ultimate guard dog. She totally freaked out and barked the house down. My Dad stumbles half asleep (still complete with snoring-strip on nose) into the room to calm the dog down and there's me, drunk and hanging half in the window. Brendan was in hysterics outside. I tried to explain that I was trying not to wake him up, he wasn't impressed.