Curse, I have been drunk a few times at 8:15 am myself. That wasn't at all my pattern a couple of years ago. But periodically I find I can't drink enough to fall asleep, so end up still awake on the couch in front of the tv with yet another drink at 8am. And then it continues into the afternoon.
That is what happened to me, again, this past Saturday evening. At 5pm on Sunday I finished my liter bottle of vodka. I never really did get much sleep. Yesterday I decided it was time to surrender. I am an alcoholic. I have made that concession many times in the past, but yesterday I realized what I would lose if I kept having those 24-32 hour bouts with the bottle.
For me, being alcoholic means not being able to stop once I start. It means picking up the first drink despite the fact that the sane part of me really doesn't want to. It means that my health, work, and relationships are negatively affected because I am unable to take care of these things when I drink.
Hope this helps.