My uni-ab may forever banish me from the lean, mean ranks of the Spartan 300, but who cares. I can now boast my own personal army of 3000 Twitter followers. To celebrate, I do what I do every morning: Yawn, yawn, yawn again. . . look at my clock and bemoan the fact that its already 11:30, then peel off the sheets to congratulate my semi on making it another day. Thanks to all of you Twitter troopers out there that made this party-of-one possible.
Evidence below disqualifying me from the Spartan 300. Whose kidding who. I would have fought for Xerxes anyways. Persepolis realness!