hat haze

A while ago I went with some classmates to the site that we have to work on for our next project. It was horrible. There was poison ivy everywhere (I haven't started scratching yet, so I assume I avoided it all), and there were bugs, and it was hot, and I kept thinking about ticks. The trails were overgrown, the site was an abandoned tennis court that had gorgeous surroundings. The tennis court itself was quite rotten, no more nets, smashed glass everywhere. We had to climb a steep gravel path and crawl through a hole in the fence to get in.I had trouble getting down and I needed one classmate to hold my hand so I could get down...
I just went to Giant Eagle to buy some groceries. On the way back, I was quite toasty with three bags of groceries weighing me down. On my way to the bus stop, a man mistakened my "sweaty and withered glare" as a "come hither stare" and commented me on my hat matching my outfit. I noticed he looked unsavoringly like Steven Segal so I glared harder and mumbled a thanks as I hurried down the street. I didn't even find everything I was looking for. I have to run down to CVS later to get some stuff...jolly.