Getting High and Labor

I was in a basement of someone's house setting up a sleeping bag among other people. Got the feeling I was in the state of mind of a freshmen in college- all among new people. Someone introduced marijuana and cocaine. I smoked a lot of pot, maybe did some cocaine. The party was going deep into the night and I felt a sense of urgency in needing to go to bed because of responsibilities I may have in the morning. At some point, I was helping someone park their rental car which was a large SUV. Each time I used the break, it didn't work, or barely worked. I somehow managed to park the car in the driveway and did the same with my car right behind it. It was then that I noticed several poles sticking up out of the ground and noticed that the driveway itself was relatively unfinished. I weed-whacked the plant growth, shaped out the pavement and did other work to make the driveway presentable. Someone else next to me and I commented on a pile of tiles or shingles that were at the front left of the driveway. They said to leave it for tomorrow but I insisted on trying to dig them up. Digging and pulling the tiles out of the way, the went beneath the surface for several feet when I agreed that this job was best left for another day.