February 2010
15 posts
This one time...
I hung out in the back of the Colonial so I could speak with Jim Belushi, star of According to Jim. We never let mission fail.
Feb 28th
My Roommates Conversations Lead To...
Dangerous Dollops of Dope Ridiculous Rations of Reefer Particular Portions of Pot Many Measurements of Marijuna Wacky Weights of Weed Great Gobs of Ganja Heaping Handfuls of Heroic Hash Crazy Cuts of Cannibis
Feb 27th
Major Lazer "Pon De Floor" ft. Vybz Kartel and... →
Ridiculous
Feb 25th
I want to be this cool someday. →
Feb 23rd
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Dropa
A translation of one of the passages says: “The Dropa came down from the clouds in their aircraft. Our men, women, and children hid in the caves ten times before sunrise. When at last they understood the sign language of the Dropa, they realized that the newcomers had peaceful intentions….” Via
Feb 22nd
Lilth the god of sex and death is following me.
Feb 19th
Feb 17th
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That mother fucker made me care. He acted cute, rebelious, how dare. Took all I believed in and made me smile. I haven’t felt pain for a while. I was emotionally invested. Precariously hopeful. Then tragically devestated. No, Fuck it, I’m pissed. I’ve told myself to never care. A target I missed. This pain is unfair. All is said and done. I see I wasn’t the one. Next...
Feb 17th
These thoughts are mine Bent by terrors galore They pop pills like swine But I handle pain like whores I’m Slightly Crazy But Medication Free Mentally Uneasy And Happy as can Be I lay beside no one But my mind makes a mark Thought manifested son I’ve got Jason Clark
Feb 16th
“Funny, I don’t feel very different.”
– Brittany Gould
Feb 15th
V-Eve
Two Traffic Cones Three Street Reflectors One Blinking Light previously screwed onto Traffic Barrel (Unscrewed by hand)
Feb 14th
“We criticize by creating.”
– Michelangelo
Feb 12th
“Nothing’s wrong with a little procrasturbating.”
– Student Center Inhabitants
Feb 11th
“Who I am is off the wall Who I am is not at all Who I am ain’t what you...”
Feb 10th
A Short.
My name is Jason Clark. I started in cell phones, a random name appearing in place of someone close to you. Then as a reference to some best friends. Soon these best friends turned away from authority in an, I’m sleeping in class but still passing so don’t give me your shit, sort of way but growing exponentially. It started with traffic cones. How could it not? They’re there to...
Feb 10th