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She rolls the window down and she talks over the sound...

Well, since last we spoke I got through hell week relatively unscathed. However, at the end of the first annual Max-stravaganza, I ended up with sinuses (sinuses? sinii? Sinai?) that were more congested than the 405 during rush hour and didn't feel much like celebrating anymore. So that left me with a week of nothing to do, and without the energy to even get out of bed.
So as for finals week, I've got two take homes. The first, administered by the saintly Prof. Nick Warner (*swoons*), is very managable and does a good job of demonstrating our knowledge of Neoclassic and victorian writers. The second, given to me by the exiting Prof. Richard Samuelson consists of 15 pages of mindless Civil War nonsense. Needless to say, Warner's final is pretty much my way of procrastinating and not taking care of "the thought of John C. Calhoun vs. John Quincy Adams."
As I'm sure many of you are wondering, I do, in fact, have a pretty good iTunes playlist that keeps me psyched up to the level of awesomeness to which I am accustomed. It's a simple mix, but effective. The list is compose of 15 tracks. The first is AC/DC's Hell's Bells. It's Trevor Hoffman's entrance music and the ringing of the bells prepares me for the fury of psych-itude that is to come...
...For the next 14 tracks are Evan and Jaron's "Crazy for this Girl" put on endless loop.
Thanks to Party Shuffle, I rediscovered this little tune two weeks ago. And to those who think that listening to Evan and Jaron makes you gay...it's crazy for this GIRL, not "dude."
This song defined my high school experience and I'm glad that it randomly popped up on my iPod. It tells a great story about a well-meaning, smitten guy who just wants the titular girl what's on his mind...because "she don't know how I feel." It's a sentiment that I'm sure many a young man has felt, and Evan and Jaron just speak a universal language that can touch any soul. I have been listening to this song so often that it is rivaling Brooks and Dunn's "Brand New Man" as most played on ye olde iTunes.
***And just as a disclaimer, this song/post is in no way a typical Max Davison passive aggressive attempt to tell anyone who may or may not be reading this blog that I am in fact "crazy for them." That would be a tactic that falls under the heading of "Old Max." No, this is simply an attempt to spread the word of this gem of late 90s brilliance that should, nay, NEEDS to be downloaded immediately. ***
So do yourself a favor and download this song and maybe this will make you a little awesomer.

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