This article could have just as easily been entitled "How To Discover That You Are A Hopeless Alcoholic".
I mean, when I was a drunk, these things happened to me all the time. The 'strange presence' was usually some barfly I woke up next to before chewing off my arm in order to escape.
Someone slap me next time I start talking about the good old days, okay?
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