Some remember more details than others. Others recollect more bad memories than they'd like to remember! The other-others, like me, wake up the following morning and wonder if these series of events really happened or if it was one of those insanely realistic dreams that leave you feeling funky the rest of the day.
I'll admit, I've had dreams that felt so real that I eventually began thinking and living life as if it really happened. That's when people, who did or said something to me in my dream, think there's some loose screws in my noggin. 
The Driveby Weekend: noun \ˈdrīv-ˈbī ˈwēk-ˌend\An event or series of events that occur(s), generally between Friday and Sunday, after much anticipation and ends at an incomprehensibly fast rate.
There are numerous kinds of Driveby Weekends but the more common ones are as follows:
A Weekend named Denial: (Also known as the "Hit and Run") An excess amount of alcohol consumption following a series of episodes, mostly embarassing and crude, that can only be recalled by the non-intoxicated or after reviewing photo and/or video evidence.
The Greased Lightning: A highly anticipated vacation that requires weeks, sometimes months, of advanced planning and preparation, jammed-packed with an unrealistic amount of things to do in a short amount of time.
Zombie Rombie: An obsessively ridiculous amount of time spent doing absolutely nothing productive through the use of consumer electronics. Ranging anywhere from movie marathons to gaming to hacking and exploring a new smartphone. As these concepts coat and marinate your brain, I leave you with this.
P.S. Feel free to share some of your Driveby Weekend stories in the comments section
My first memory of sleepwalking was quite the puzzling experience. I successfully made it down the stairs of my parents 2-story house located in the depths of Pinole Valley, through the living room and down the short hallway leading towards my grandmother's bedroom door. I knocked twice and face planted on the ground, fast asleep. At the age of...oh, I don't recall...I experienced one of the strangest nocturnal phenomena's next to sleep talking. Nowadays, the extent of my unexplainable sleep-adventures has been wiggling my toes and giggling in my sleep. 
Surreality is this way...