I'm above it.
But once, sober, I blacked out, then woke with a hockey mask, butcher knife, and the Halloween theme on headphones standing in a field a mile away from my house. A train came by, and I hallucinated it as a ghost train. Then I walked back home, snuck in my own window, and stabbed the shit out of the bed where I was supposed to be sleeping. I haven't been quite the same since.
True story.
On an unrelated note, when I get so drunk I don't remember it the next day, people tell me I systematically insult everyone in the room. Like : "You... are... shit! And you... are a stupid asshole! And you..." On from there.