At least my brain wasn't eaten by zombies.

Okay, I'm just going to tell it like it is: Last night I totally sleepwalked to a cemetery and woke up with no shoes or glasses on and no idea how to get back. I am not kidding. This is how ridiculous my life is.

The wedding crashing went fine and, yeah, I had a few drinks, but I will not let the alcohol be to blame for the situation last night. After my friends and I got back to our campsite at the county fairgrounds, I headed to bed because I was exhausted. (Apparently my tentmates went to bed after I fell asleep, and I was still there.) This is the last thing I remember until I'm guessing 3am when I became aware of myself surrounded by headstones in a cemetery with sore, naked feet. Do I really need to tell you that THIS WAS SCARY.

How the heck did I end up there a half-mile away from the campsite without any shoes? After wandering about for a bit in shock I walked through the headstones to some buildings I saw nearby hoping that there would be people there who could help me find my way back, but alas they were only storage sheds. I walked back out to the highway, and screamed my friends' names at the top of my lung hoping that I was near enough so that they could hear me. Nope.

I had a decision to make: Which way should I head? I decided and set off on a slow and painful path down the abnormally bumpy and sharp road praying that I would find a house to ask for help at. After walking and walking I came upon a house with lights on, and as I was about to walk up the pathway and beg for a ride, I saw my tent down the way and thanked God that I hadn't died trying to find it.

When I got back, I woke my friends to tell them of my horrible ordeal and they hadn't even realized I'd left the tent. I hugged and hugged my friend and she finally believed me when I wouldn't shut up and was obviously traumatized.

So, yes, I am still pretty much in shock about this and my feet hurt like hell. Suffice it to say I HATE SLEEPWALKING. But at least zombies didn't feast on my brain last night, so it could have been worse.