The Kraken

Friday night was a blast! Or I guess by the time the fun started it was Saturday morning. It had been a normal day of waking up late, wandering, and grocery shopping. Around 1am, while I was locked out of the house and waiting for Amanda to get off of work, I met up with Otto. Otto is a krust punk who is probably one of the nicest people I've met so far. He sells prints of his art and his screen printed comic books on the street about a block from our house. We chatted with Old English while we waited for Amanda to come back. At this time I also met several other wonderful people. One was a girl (her name started with a T, but I can't quite remember) who was from Texas but now just traveled about. She got so excited when I told her that I was from Asheville that I gave her my number and said she had my couch to crash on if she was ever in the area. Eventually Amanda appeared but not alone. She was wielding The Kraken. A 96 proof, caramel rum that our friend Courtney had given her the week before for helping her move. I'm not sure who it was but the idea to go swimming was proposed and Otto, knowing a place about a block away, led our expedition. With a quick fence hop, resulting in our shot glass crashing into Otto's face and breaking on the ground, we had arrived. The pool was tiny but sported an adjoining hot tub. Honestly it was the coldest hot tub (or hottest cold tub?) I had ever been in. We splashed about with the Kraken for about 2 hours. It was now almost 5 in the morning. We got dressed and hopped back over the fence. Amanda, having battled the Kraken the most, was too worn out from the battle to bring anything more than a leg over the fence. So she, being the clever one, walked past the front desk and out the door.

Not willing to call it a night Amanda offered to buy us all breakfast at the greasy bar known as Déjà Vu. Our trek was a joyous one and we grew more content with the increasing rose color of the sky as the sun fought to join us. Our breakfast was slimy and we all had a drawing contest which involved much giggling. We entered that dark hole of a bar in the night and when we returned to the world the sun was in full force above our heads. By the time we made it back home and I lied down it was almost 8am.