The Devil

I have been jamming Madonna's new CD "Hard Candy" and amongst the plethra of songs that I enjoy, I am particulary fond of "the Devil wouldn't recognize you".
I do not find anyone in my past that it reminds me of, but more...it reminds me of myself. I feel like this is a song that someone from my past would play to ME.
Pretty bad, huh...anyways, here are the lyrics:


As quiet as it is tonight
You'd almost think you were safe
Your eyes are full of surprises
They cannot predict my fate

Waiting underneath the stars
There's something you should know
The angels, they surround my heart
Telling me to let you go

I bet he couldn't
I bet he couldn't recognize
But I played right into it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it
And you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise
It's like over and over
You're pushing me right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and overI keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can lie to me right through your smile
I see behind your eyes
Now I'm sober
No more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I doI do, I do

You almost fooled yourself this time
That all the saints be praised
You hide your sadness behind your smile
And you keep your lost heartbreaks
The steps that edge along the ledge
It's much higher than it seems
But I've been on that ledge before
You can't hide yourself from me

Even the devil wouldn't recognize you
Devil wouldn't recognize you, but I do
Devil wouldn't recognize you, but I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, but I do I do
Devil wouldn't recognize you
Recognize you, but I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do

request off

I really don't know why I titled this "request off". It was actually one of the binders sitting in front of me at work...so it was the first thign I wrote down.
I was suppose to be off today, but I got called in. So, here I sit. I found a cool website/company. Beautiful fabrics, distinguished furniture....its badass check it out. If i was a professional designer, i would for sure register with this company: http://www.duralee.com/furniture.html
Getcha some. You gotta check out the press ads they have released. They are awesome.

Today my mom came to lexington and met me at work and took me out to dinner. I felt really sad when she left for some reason; almost like I was going to cry. Its not like I don't see her alot...i guess I am just being a big baby.
But, anyways...her and I were talking about random things at dinner and we started talking about traveling and she started to reminesce about when she backpacked Europe (she was 22, my age). It made me really want to go back to Europe. I feel like when I was over there I take advantage of going to many other countries except England and Scotland.
My mom talked about how she went to 8 different countries and there were a couple nights where she couldn't find a hostile to stay at so, she slept in the streets or at the bus stop. What a badass. I would like to meet the 22 year old Pam Andrews. She could probably kick my ass.
And work has been boring as hell..not that anyone cares.
I cannot wait until my damn lease is up so i can get the hell out of here...I found another program abroad I think I am going to do if I can get my finances straight before then. It is in Africa though, a far cry from the wild nightlife and delicious boys of London, England.

Now I am just talking out of my ass. Oh well.