The only time I was ever actually drunk I was home alone (I live with my dad, but he's out of town quite a bit). I made a delicious plate of grits, eggs, and broccoli, poured myself a gin+sprite but I hadn't really paid attention to how much I put in. 30 minutes later, wobbling all over the house, decide to drink some cheap wine, a little vermouth (that's probably ancient, my dad doesn't drink any more) and god knows what else.
I also learned that too much booze gives me unbearable heartburn and wakes me up every two hours
EDIT: Oh, yeah, by the way I was pretending I was a southern dandy with my plate of grits and my gin+tonic