Today, i woke up at 0530 to the shrill singing of my father's alarm clock. I went into his room, murdered the alarm clock, and didn't bother to wake him, simply becoz i know he won't wake. Frankly, i have no idea why anyone would want to wake at 0530 if he/she does not leave the house by say 0830. Maybe i'm just greedy for more sleep.

I promptly went back to find uncle zhou's daughter* to finish what i started. But somehow, as i was stretching out the lazy bones that were already poking out of my flesh, my left calf muscle spasm once and went into a tight cramp. I think i was pretty conscious at that time, coz i didn't scream out in pain to wake my brothers.

I did manage a muffled "Ow". I had leg cramps while asleep before. There was once i woke with a scream to grab my killer leg. My brother who heard me scream came and ask me "What happened?" I didn't reply, coz i was still asleep! And when the spasm subsided, i laid down and went back to sleep. And my brother went "What the...". I only knew of this when he told me the next day.

Anyway, somehow... i think this cramp is an injury left behind by the recent marathon.

And then at around 0800++ my father came to my room, and woke me up asking "Its 0800++ liao, you still don't go to work? (The sentence structure is ok if it is translated into canto phrase for phrase)" Actually if i quickly took a cab to work, i still won't really be that late for anyone to miss me. But the point is, i'm working five days week and today is a Saturday. After some ma ma boo boo to get the newspaper to prove that it is Saturday, uncle zhou's daughter left and left no traces behind.

So here i am, blogging at 0827 on a Saturday morning, walking around with a limp coz of the lingering effects of the cramp *sigh*

* "Meeting uncle zhou" is a mandarin expression to indicate going to sleep. I'm twisting it a little only because i'm more interested in the imaginary man's imaginary daughter.