blogging from inside egyptian tomb where i have just inhaled some thousand year old hallucinogenic dust that is scattered everywhere to make tomb robbers more susceptible to the lethal booby traps. worried yall

mah top 10 albums of teh decade!!!

jens lekman – oh youre so silent jens
voxtrot – s/t or maybe “just cant wait any longer” or maybe “raised by wolves”...hard 2 choose
camera obscura – biggest bluest hi fi
el perro del mar – st
junior boys – so this is goodbye
diane cluck – oh vanille ova nil
the knife – deep cuts
cats on fire – the province complains
the lucksmiths – warmer corners
the wave pictures – instant coffee baby

read a passage in a book about kittens who purr alot and it got me thinking all kinda
strange things. I got really scared and felt the silence of the night permeating my whole body. the night turned into day and the day turned into my twenty fifth winter and all i could say was thank god for warm blankys on cold days.

got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple books to add to her soul's progression
to put this in laymen's term, I gave her some knowledge
she gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
all she does is homework, I give her in house tutoring
in and out I'm movin through her student body union and
she, call me professor, say daddy come and test her
so she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester
I'm like, at this rate ma you never graduate
she said, I aint no fool I make it up in summer school

"I have had sex with women who work on this show," Letterman admitted, causing some confusion among audience members who appeared unsure whether he was delivering a comedy line.

rosy with a y

i wanna get a plaid gun to go with my burbarey hat

i adore complex colours such as red...or black. he is the type to beat around the bush, and refer to a spade by any other name...but the proper one. “and i don’t intend to either!” was my brusque response.

well, i have constructed a machine which prints a string of alphanumeric characters onto a piece of paper that resembles a dinosaur if you look at it from far away. they say the heart is the physical manifestation of the soul but i dont believe that for a second. dripping, droplets, against my wishes beads of sweat have rebelliously formed on my forehead i retrieve a napkin embroidered with the most breathtakingly intricate arabesques from my shirt pocket and dab my head in a dainty fashion as if to say with my body language, is it just me or is the sexual tension thicker than it would normally be on an evening like this, you may only answer in the form of a sigh. feeling the wind on your hair means you are awake and not dreaming, a sensation that verifies reality, for better or for worse. face the facts you are a dog you eat dog food and bark like a dog.

i saw a d0g on a lorrie

OWNAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

$2/$4 No Limit Holdem
3 players
Converted at weaktight.com


Stacks:

BTN	Hero	($548.20)
SB	Swob***	($564.85)
BB	trum***	($368.00)

Pre-flop: ($6, 3 players) Hero is BTN

Hero raises to $12, Swob*** folds, trum*** raises to $36, Hero raises to $90, trum*** calls $54

Flop: ($182, 2 players)
trum*** bets $100, Hero goes all-in $458.20, trum*** folds

Final Pot: $382

Hero wins $381 ( lost -$167.20 )
trum*** lost -$190

earlier today i had an intense craving for orange(s)

http://www.leggopoker.com/blogs/eagles/how-lose-100k-pretty-quickly-2701.html

lehons blug
best blug entrys of 2008
as chosen by me...lehon


http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-me-some-top-shelf-hand-soap-that.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/02/lihan-what-121033-am-u-like-it-when-i.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-flew-into-rage-and-threw-away-all-my.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-lihan-music-is-my-boifriend.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloggings-glass-ceiling.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/image-hosted-by-imageshackus_06.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/image-hosted-by-imageshackus.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-literally-eat-burritos-filled-with.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-woke-up-this-morning-and-discovered.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-spend-most-of-my-days-lying-about-in.html

http://leh0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/leh0n-teh-chefs-kool-ass-recipy.html

horreur indescriptible et accumulée

no one knows my name except for the angels in the skies who like to float down to earth in disguise to pull jokes that are cruel and you’d have to be a fool to fall for any of those pranks but practically everyone is and you can quote me on that and take it to the banks of rivers where you might find a boat or a frighteningly large crustacean that sends shivers down the most vulnerable parts of your body where the head ends and the spine begins

betsy took a break from her heroin binge to pet a fuzzy white kitten. ronald has no arms, legs, or head, he is a perfectly spherical ball of flesh. jessica dreamt a utopian vision of the future which made waking into reality all the more depressing. amy is preparing a tea of hallucinogenic cacti ground up with an ancient stone mortar and pestle stolen from a pharaoh’s tomb. we’re going to drink up and imagine we’re exchanging innumerable kisses on the set of a michael jackson music video.

dont fuk wit me

$1/$2 No Limit Holdem
6 players
Converted at weaktight.com


Stacks:

UTG	FLYJ***	($96.00)
UTG+1	Ando***	($246.40)
CO	Hero	($285.30)
BTN	Clow***	($207.00)
SB	heyc***	($212.75)
BB	Boof***	($545.25)

Pre-flop: ($3, 6 players) Hero is CO

1 fold, Ando*** raises to $7, Hero raises to $21, 3 folds, Ando*** calls $14

Flop: ($45, 2 players)
Ando*** checks, Hero checks

Turn: ($45, 2 players)
Ando*** checks, Hero bets $30, Ando*** raises to $85, Hero goes all-in $264.30, Ando*** folds

Final Pot: $215

Hero wins $212
Ando*** lost -$106.00

you know what

you know what

trashthumb (1:15:01 PM): hey
lihan what (1:15:05 PM): hey
trashthumb (1:15:09 PM): are you humongousdickweed
lihan what (1:15:12 PM): no
trashthumb (1:15:14 PM): oh

i spend most of my days lying about in fields of sparse, dying vegetation. i talk to my kitty and call him lazybones. we go on adventures together in my dreams. someday i will wake up but not today. i told her, let’s go back to my place, we can go to the rooftop and look at the city lights and think about our lives, but, regretfully, she saw through my lies. nothing lasts forever, except for death. the spastic rhythm of my heartbeat keeps me up at night; i’m sweating, palpitating, my organs are rebelling against my body. the clock strikes four. ever. never. every second of every hour of every day i think about how much i hate ants.

i have a hundred and one idiosyncrasies and theyre all adorable. when i grow up i want to be the cia appointed shah of iran.

you broke my heart
actually...it was the saturated fats you've recklessly consumed over the years

i've got plenty of time. dont fluff up my hair. ive been pushing stones around the ice with a broom all throughout the night in my dreams. the walls have ears...and eyes. and noses and mouths and sensitive fingertips which are touching everything. ive got a low brow and a mean sneer. when i grow up i want to be a blasphemer of all that is true and beautiful in the world. i'm running out of time. running through a field of magical cornstalks at night i'm freezing but the warmth of the moon and the light of a hundred thousand fireflies comforts me. it's always midnight here.

i got the biggest boulders

we wont be aroused to desire that easily.
great art makes you redefine your definition of the word beautiful.
i could leave my body behind and fly into the astral plane if i wanted to at this very moment but im not going to because im bored of all-a that.
the third moon of jupiter is like a paradise until you realize that you’ve gotten everything you’ve ever wanted and you still aren’t satisfied.
to desire her is to desire to possess her.
you like blue eyes and i like blue skies. we have nothing in common. do you want me to expose an endearing vulnerability of mine? hm?

http://wonkette.com/403920/jesus-people-pray-that-false-idol-will-save-gods-economy

i woke up this morning and discovered all my windows had disappeared. rain and debris poured in from the rectangular holes that remained. i walked inside the bathroom and found the bathtub filled with thousands of translucent granules...glass crystals. is this a joke...or it is serious? “tell her i don’t like jokes”, i said out loud to myself.

no moar dilly dallying

inspirational stillness

we pulled our hearts out and compared them and found that we had much in common in the shapes of our veins and the rhythm of our heartbeats.

they tallied all the crimes i’ve committed and put it in my dossier. on the day of my execution the judge read from it to remind all the people that justice was being served.

I don’t like to be aware of the blood in my body. Makes me feel vaguely uncomfortable. Well, I don’t need grammar, or anything else really…I’ve got artistic license…being that I am an artist.

this really put a wrench in my ... in my whatever.

Played in Space ibiza, july 08, nearley took the roof off the old terrace. Amazing clubbing moment

Cat fur warm a lehon up!

lihan what (6:13:40 AM): Just for Fun

- Gangbangers Jaywalking in high traffic areas with impunity.
- Multicultural counterculture goth street culture forming political cliques as employees throughout Nittany Mall, Walmart's, Giant, Weis, markets. Identify by homosexual affiliations, red hair color, wide steel spiked belts, leather necklaces and occult symbols/jewelry.

a pencil to scribble down any good ideas that might occur to me while I walk along nevsky avenue and glance at the women that pass me giving me sly winks that I interpret as meaning nothing at all. Like a rock in a river means nothing at all. It means nothing so stop talking about it and stop thinking about it, and stop thinking altogether. Why think? Why would you ever think about anything at all?

all you're ever going to come up with is A list of things that are boring.
Establish. Scattered.

My mind is inflexible and unyielding to any fragment of truth that you might try to present to me, and though you’ve packaged it in an easy to swallow way, I still, nevertheless, refuse to understand it. As I walked along the crude gravelly trail I felt an acute sense of nostalgia for the echoey cobblestones that I had walked on in the past. I never appreciated the beauty of those stones until it was too late. And now my fate is sealed and my life is over, more or less. More pain or less pleasure or both of the above and I just realized I’ve used words in ways I shouldn’t have.

I can comprehend the entirety of your life. It’s simple.

i literally eat burritos filled with trash

Here in Poplar Bluff, voters passing a late morning in the town's Wal-Mart offer a visitor a stark primer in attitudes on race and religion.

Joe McPherson, a retired bus driver who lists abortion and the economy as the foundations for casting his ballot, will back Republican John McCain and says he loves his running mate, Alaska Governor Sarah Palin.

And Obama?

"He's more or less a Muslim," McPherson says. "I know he says he ain't, but I think Christianity is the foundation of our government.

"I wouldn't trust Obama on anything. He will lie to you and if someone will lie to you, he'll steal from you."

When he's asked if Obama's race is a factor, he doesn't hesitate.

"Somewhat," he says. "It's not that I don't like blacks. My daughter used to be married to a black."

On the other side of the store, Carl Nicholson, a one-time professional baseball pitcher before a bum arm made him a truck driver, sits with his family's newest addition, 10-month-old Evie Elizabeth.

He says he doesn't trust any politician, but he'll tell you McCain's Vietnam service and his time spent as a prisoner of war show the Republican has "paid the price."

"I would never question his loyalty," Nicholson says.

But he questions Obama's loyalty – "absolutely" – and his religion.

"You know one black guy I would vote for?" Nicholson asks.

"Morgan Freeman. He doesn't play the race thing."

we sat next to the fire and he told me about the allegorical meanings of the sacred texts. i was born a fun lover but this life has turned me into a gloomy man who wanders the world as a ghost half dead and transparent like a jellyfish or a piece of magic tape. . on a whim, i decided to eat nothing but suckling pig for 6 years and 65 days. at the end of the whole ordeal...i still wasnt satisfied. i cant resist playing a dirty trick on a stranger or colleague. i’m quite mischievous in that way, im afraid. i love it when you give me things. ive been waiting anxiously for a long time.

dont abuse line breaks. use them wisely, because they are powerful.

mister toad's wild ride

Sen. Joe Biden on Shalom TV

suffering is beautiful. and beautiful is a much overused word. but it applies here, it applies to that, if anything, it would apply to that. we understand these philosophical concepts.

treasure. last night i walked into a bar and laid down on one of the pews and stared at the moonlight shining through the stained glass virgin mary. im afraid i have no extraordinary abilities to speak of. i tried to tell you a year ago about all my secrets but you turned a blind eye and a deaf ear and a cold shoulder you looked ghastly and made me chatter my teeth.

tunnels. there’s a spider in the piano. a big one. there's blood on the bouquet of lilies. how'd that get on there? well...lets take a picture. whats on your mind. the woeful state of my life. that's funny but i'm not going to laugh. its delightful to wallow to in trash. i amuse myself. well, not really. but i set the wheels in motion which leads to me being amused.

To ride roughshod, to pursue a course regardless of the
pain or distress it may cause others.

a decade of my life

soon has past and the word expressing time well after soon has passed as well. and nothing has happened.

innuendo. thats a good word. sounds good man

Lehons and their relatives — among them ravens, magpies and jays — are renowned for their intelligence and for their ability to flourish in human-dominated landscapes.

i like things that are plaintive, sparse, bare, melancholic. hopelessly melancholic. like this song. it affects me, for unknown reasons. if you were to ask me, a few years ago, many years ago, how i felt, i would say, im against unknown things. i wanted to know everything, to know it exactly. but now i accept the unknown and not only that i cherish it. i love my ugly ass baby. my baby looks like a little piece of shit. my baby will grow up to be someone who dies in a comical way. he will have no dignity, even in death. we only experience death in hospitals, funeral homes, and the tv and the theater, death is supposed to be dignified. being killed by a comically incompetent person never happens in a "serious" movie. it causes cognitive dissonance and that doesnt sell. things are not compartmentalized that way in real life, but you wont know it, until it happens.

im well keen on warchin the telly

dont put me on dishes im droppin them bitches

Let’s all be conscious of breaths we take. Let’s think about our toes. Let’s think about our genitals. Girls will be thinking different things than boys…on that last one. Isn’t that strange. There’s no slang for non gender specific genitals. Maybe I should invent a word. Cont. I like hir cont. If you’ve ever talked aloud then you’ve abused ellipses. The sound of slithering snakes looped three hundred and forty seven times in a rap song.

When I look at a girl I don’t picture her naked. Not because I’m not incredibly horny 24/7 – I certainly am. but there are more interesting things to imagine. this game combines a random verb and noun. What’d you get? Reflect about time immemorial. I got poop on a baby. Is there a word that describes what I’m feeling right now. Ineffable yearning.

I am betsy.

note: Disregard
line breaks

I played with cats and liked it. you're not supposed to like it.

I love to close my eyes and stretch out my arm towards an unknown direction and feel on something wet and gelatinous. Sleeping soundly. Let’s teach this baby how to be a critical thinker. Not. I know every love song there is and I sing a different one to myself every night before I cry myself to sleep. I’m proud of that. I’m proud of doing that. I’m proud of being the kind of person who would do something like that and be proud of doing it.

insulting the audience. Double entrende, that’s a type of ice cream.

Shake your ass and do it very close to my face so I become aroused and fear for my life at the same time. If you go to sleep with a trucker hat on the hipster fairy will visit you and shrink all your pants and put v necks in all yo shirts. I may be a prostitute but I’m still a grande dame. unsafe art. Don’t Pay Attention To the Capitalization Here…I’m letting Microsoft word do it automatically. Microsoft word doesn’t capitalize words in a poetic way…fuck that. Read this and read the whole thing I wouldn’t read it if I saw this fuckload of text but you better do it because I wrote it.

leh0n teh chef's kool ass recipy

ingredients:
1/2 tsp sesame oil
2 tbsp canola oil
1 medium/large green pepper
4oz white mushrooms
half pound boneless skinless chicken breast
1 1/2 tbsp corn starch
sriracha hot sauce
cumin powder
4 tbsp soy sauce
1 medium white onion
1 tsp lee kum kee chicken bouillon powder
if u cant find this brand of chicken bouillon powder then find another chicken bouillon powder that has approx the same amount of sodium (810 mg of sodium per 1 tsp)

instructions:
dice up the onion
slice up mushrooms, dont have to slice it too thin
cut the green pepper in half, remove seeds, then cut into 1cm x 1cm pieces
put the corn starch in a cup and add 10 tbsp water
put the soy sauce into a cup
dice the chicken

add the canola oil to a wok and set the heat to high

wait like 30sec to 60 sec then add the onions

when you can smell the onion cooking then add the chicken
stir constantly

when the chicken almost done sprinkle cumin powder over all of it then stir

when the chicken is no longer pink anywhere turn off the heat then add the mushrooms and green pepper and stir it until all the ingredients are mixed

stir the corn starch/water mixture until all the corn starch has been absorbed into the water. add the corn starch/water and soy sauce. then turn the heat back on to high.

add the chicken bouillon and the hot sauce. i usually use like 2-3 tbsp of hot sauce and its pretty hot.

cook until the sauce is thick then turn off the heat and add the sesame oil and stir again. makes like 4-5 servings when eaten with rice. i usually cook 1 and 2/3 cups brown rice when i cook this.



WOw!!1 teh WIN

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTqmMLslZVU

Lehans Supper Club, best known as the restaurant credited with putting chicken and waffles on the same plate.

JACKS RADIO SESSOIN
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Cornish pasties are crimped on one side and have a chunky filling

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EBEORIETEMETHHPITI everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful.

u called me ur honey u spent all a my money and u thik tats funy??

Lehon made his home on the small island of Key West, Florida. He shared the island with nearly 50 cats, including a 6-toed polydactyl given to him by a ship captain; the cats bred and the polydactyl trait became common, hence polydactyls are often known as "Lehon Cats".

"I believe our civilization is going to collapse," said Lihan.
"And what will come after that?" asked Leopod.
"I haven't the faintest idea, but something, I suppose," said teh Lehon.

During this period, Lehon studied linguistics and sociology, and pursued her passion of visual arts and writing. She also collected a variety of tattoos, and was known to attend controversially "ironic," white-held "Kill Whitey" parties in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. [2]

My dogs reaction to a fart

At a press availability Sunday afternoon in San Diego, Senator Obama was asked, according to the diligent Maria Gavrilovic of CBS News: “The upcoming issue of the New Yorker, the July 21st issue, has a picture of you, depicting you and your wife on the cover. Have you seen it? If not, I can show it to you on my computer. It shows your wife Michelle with an Afro and an AK 47 and the two of you doing the fist bump with you in a sort of turban-type thing on top. I wondered if you’ve seen it or if you want to see it or if you have a response to it?”

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=FhGve2tZ7qo

Remember the Golden Rule. He who has the gold makes the rules.
- Revelations 5:21

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=PLxW9f77Obc

I'm Ghetto, I'm Gothic. And a little in between. Got problems with that?

i abzorb water like a sponge

Melancholic indietronica.

Lihan was born in 1853 in Bishop's Stortford, Hertfordshire, England. He was the fifth son of a Church of England vicar who prided himself on never having preached a sermon longer than 10 minutes

I might go in for a little bit of Botox in the forehead and a little filler around the mouth because that may be all I can afford right now.

kant sleep

Horsey

Nightlife for hipsters remains a problem, and, outside a few places on Wyckoff Avenue by Jefferson Street, they will need to commute to Williamsburg, Greenpoint, Manhattan for their own brand of excitement. [19] Ironically, hipsters and yuppies are moving to the area because of its gritty pregentrified ambiance. [20]

dreams dont come true

Whats beef im beef

In second grade we were having a geography lesson about famous ridges in Skåne (a county in Sweden). So I raise my hand and say "Hallandsåsen" (the most famous ridge between Skåne and the county of Halland). And my teacher laughs and says that "there's no such thing". I then try to convince this stupid man that every fucker in Skåne drives over it on the way to Gothenburg. They still didn't believe me. I got laughed at by the teacher and the entire class and felt like shit for the rest of that day.

lihan what (7:46:05 AM): i hert my jaw eatin a karrot yesterday. will u pray for me??
lionfountains (7:51:37 AM): yes i will

lihan what (4:29:10 PM): KAYLEE IS BEIN WEIRD AGIN!!!!!111
lionfountains (5:46:24 PM): WTF
lionfountains (5:46:29 PM): is sh e doin
lihan what (5:47:06 PM): SHE PUT TEH CAT IN THE OVEN

AfricanDiplomat (10:48:36 PM): In a similar spirit, theres the study on labial traction as an instigator of female orgasm, conducted by a team of Colombian researchers in the mid-1980s. Heli Alzate, a physician and professor of sexology, and Mari Ladi Londoño, a psychotherapist, mustered 16 prostitutes and 32 feminists into their lab, where they manually stimulated their vaginal walls. The results? More than three-fourths of the prostitutes had an orgasm, compared with only one in eight feminists. While antifeminists will probably have a field day with these results, the intent wasnt to measure frigidity according to political stance, but to determine whether penile thrusting alone was an efficient way of inducing female orgasm. (Its not.)
lihan what (10:52:25 PM): ID LIKE TO muster 16 prostitutes and 32 feminists into mah lab

my tummy hurts

I LIKE good clean fun

i am betsy

all the street numbers are the same
one day in a few years you’ll remember this moment

im lihan <3 music is my boifriend ♥

i keep my knife sharp

I have more than 10 years of experience. I am 22 years old.

I have to say that I am very interested in talking w you. I empathize with you unique situation. As a Dad I understand his position as well. Would you like to talk to a mature man about life. I would be lying if i said I did not find you erotic. I know you are finally on the road to your true self. Good luck, I find the whole thing fantastic....Tony, 6ft tall 220 pound handsome muscular Italian guy str8,

Tammy

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casio_F91W

this is the blarg of liharg the blarg that never ends

i like whispering dirty words when no ones around to here it

i flew into a rage and threw away all my pickles

i want diamon rangs and thangs

ROFALMALMOAOMaO!!!!

The ominous ring ring continues throughout the ad as the announcer tells viewers they live in a “dangerous world.” They’re reminded that their vote determines whether they choose a leader who already has national security experience — or not.

At the end, the narrator repeats the line “It’s 3 a.m., and your children are safe and asleep,” but this time poses this question: “Who do you want answering the phone?”

Cut to a clip of Mrs. Clinton, wearing eyeglasses, answering a telephone in a darkened room.

i know u believe in warlocks

lihan what (12:10:33 AM): u like it when i cum in their?? *points to vagina*
chutney janet (12:10:36 AM): no

i put ions in my pillow to give me more powerful brain waves