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Last night's was a fairly common theme but the likely cause for it is amusing: I'm in some kind of group activity at a residence. I decide I'm not dressed right so I sneak off to a place to change and try to do it before anyone walks in. I realize I don't have any pants so I decide to just put the ones I was wearing back on, but I can't get them on. I can hear people coming but can't get the pants on so eventually we're all sitting around the room with me naked. I think the pants were sort of athletic track warmup-pants with a liner and the reason I couldn't get them on is that the liner was twisted up inside the legs.
Anyway, I woke up for the 4am bathroom break to discover a 17# cat laying across the entire bottom of the bed on the side where my legs should be. Why he has to lay right where my ankles belong is beyond me.