I always wake up with my pjs off for some odd reason. I guess I don't like the excess cotton bunching up places. Usually the person telling me to put some pants on is my sister..

My former roommate, was as odd habited as me - if not worse. We'd always wake up prancing like we walked out of Eden's garden.

I don't think that's weird though. :rolleyes2 Hum, *thinks about it* yeah...