Spent the day indoors, basically in bed. Had a good excuse (sort of): a planned all-day water interruption in my apt. building. It was supposed to be from 9 to 5, but much to my chagrin, when I stepped into the shower, I realized there was indeed no hot water. And I have one of those showers that has no truly cold water, so when there is no hot water, a mere trickle comes out of the tap, not enough for even a cold shower, which I would have reluctantly settled for. So I waited about an hour, and then was informed by the superintendent that it would be another hour or two before hot water was restored. So, OCD notwithstanding, I sucked it up and put on some dirty clothes, washing what I could of my body: face, head, arms. cock. Ass would have been too complicated in the bathroom sink. Put on a bit of deodorant, and headed out to face the evening. Now am having a coffee at nearby Cafe Depot, and will head off to Indigo Books, to eat, ecouter de la musique, and read the latest issue of 'Bitch: feminist response to popular culture'. Have to contact my Persian rentboy and set up a 2-hour appointment for later this week.