eatdixx's Diaryland Diary

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don't take your loo for granted

i'm enjoying having a diary again. i'm going to write about jerking off, more. it's my new resolution. it's just that there's so much to talk about, upon the subject of wanking. but speaking of diaries, i've opened the other two, remember them? tokyo sixty nine and.... dumpring. that was a secret one, particularly about boys. had all kindz ov things in there. probly had stuff about you, too.

i've got the worst eva case of diarrhea, and i've had to use the office toilet. i HATE using public toilets. had no choice. it was a quiet explosion, but nevertheless i had my ears cocked for the sound of the door opening, and got the job over with quickly. the timing is important, the toilets have to be clear of any other ladies, or i can't go. i can barely wee when there's someone else around. just the sound, it's just so there, i imagine them thinking about me sitting on the loo, weeing. sometimes i'm in and out before the other persons door opens so that they can't identify me, as the wee-er. oh god, what a relief, to have that out of my system. coffee, cigarettes and last nights lentils don't make for a comfy tummy or a well mannered shit. honestly, it was obscene, but it could have been worse.
i remember in thailand, and all round cambodia, trying to aim my asshole at the bottom of the pit, and have the bucket of water ready to splash my ass, but sometimes you have to account for the splash, factoring in the ferocity of the diarrhea explosion about to happen, the gases in your bowel, how much you feel is in there, is there anyone else around, can you just dump it fast, splash your ass and pull your duds up, throw a few buckets of water down the pit and hope for the best? that's what ended up happening, but there were a few occasions when i had to retreat, i couldn't come through with the goods because some dude was too near by, there had to be a clear moment later on when there was distracting noises so i could shit in the pit in peace.

most of the time i waited until we came across a restaurant hours later, and i hoped and prayed from the bottom of my queasy stomach that they'd have a proper flushing loo there.

12:40 p.m. - 2005-02-08

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