Lasith (lasith) wrote,
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My Birthday!

I will be going to Scholars...I thought yesterday that I was going to not have a good start to the bowling but at the end of the
night I think Daniel knows...he knows that I ruled the top half of Birthday Week...Diana...or Deeyana from Mexico city is
really nice and I'm glad she came last night! Thanx and shout outs to the Punjab brothers who were not interacting as much as I would have liked...Farouq, Arif and Miyuru (Except some attempt on Sara)...Alex and Kevin Represented without bowling...Nice cuz I think Alex
might have rained on the victory parade...Sara, Tasha, Kevin, Krystil, Martin, Kurt, Hugh and Danny Boy rounded up the group.

I expect a larger turnout to my actual party...Or else...I think I enjoy my friends company than anything...I am a bit of an
attention whore or something...I really am...So tonight will be sweet. I also think all in all people had fun last night...I
always ave fun doing anything..Curling today was really nice...Met a Male Elementary teacher named Dan...who gives rides...how
wicked! And me and not recognizing people...I hate the question..."Do you remember me?" well I was honest...No...But Jen should
be nice to have in Class too...She showed me my turqoise alcoholic treasure! I love it till the end of my days...Blue hawaiian!

Tonight will be Scholars at 8 pm...should be a lot of fun!


You Can Call Me Al Lyrics
Artist(Band):Paul Simon



A man walks down the street
He says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Bonedigger Bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al

A man walks down the street
He says why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And wo my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family
What if I die here
Who'll be my role-model
Now that my role-model is
Gone Gone
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

A man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the Third World
Maybe it's his first time around
He doesn't speak the language
He holds no currency
He is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says Amen! and Hallelujah!

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al
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