My apartment had a water supply interruption yesterday because the authorities needed to clean up the main water supply tank. For the first time in my life, I experienced life without direct water supply…

bathe with cold water.
Ever since I moved into this apartment, I sort of transformed into a wee tot of a pussy – I started to have that habit of taking my bath with warm water (through our electronic water heater). And because there wasn’t any direct water supply, I had to bathe using the reserved cold water from the tub. It proved to be a real tough challenge for me …

First, I had to jut out my head and slowly pour water on it to get myself accustomed to that low temperature. Once I’m confident enough, I would do that little test smear on my tits… and then slowly spread it towards my arms. But I was too careless, for accidentally allowing a few drops of those ice cold water to trickle down my naked body … instigating a massive goosebump reaction and nipples so hard that they could cut glass. Had to jump up and down to warm myself back … and slowly repeat the whole process…goddamn.

trouble cleaning up my shits
You see, I’m a flush guy. That means, instead of wiping my shits after each dump, I flush my anus with pressurized pipe water to clean up. That’s because I always get irritations from toilet paper wipes. (god knows how many zillions of bacterias dwell in a single square inch of recycled toilet paper wipe).

But I didn’t realize about the boner until I was halfway through oozing out my poo… and gave a thought about how am I gonna clean up my mess. Without a choice, I resorted to the only option … to clean up with the reserve water. (no way I’m gonna wipe my ass with those filthy recycled papers). What I did was, to tilt my ass up at an angle … where I can splash enough water (with a plastic water scoop) against the contaminated region of my crack … and literally scrub it with an assload of soap.

It worked alright, but with a little problem. Because it’s really hard to control the water volume from a plastic water scoop, the ‘waste’ water actually flowed out of the bowl rim, and that was when I saw a couple micropieces of unidentified light brown matters splashed across the bathroom floor … which kinda grossed me out a bit. I ended up cleaning the whole bathroom floor…

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And plenty more small little things that I didn’t manage to register. Well, it was at a time like this, you’ll always gripe that you’d rather live through a blackout rather than going without water. What would be your pick ? As for me, I’d rather live without electricity… I don’t mind shitting in the dark…