Today is the Day I Became a Man

People of ZU,

It has come to my attention that at approximately 8:33 AM (CT), I have awoken as a man. Not awoken, per se, but rather emerged successfully as the man I was meant to be (I haven't slept since yesterday morning).
I dunno-- I've been through a lot of phases recently. I think I've been through a subtle yet very complex process that seems to have passed in an instant. I feel that this process was hard to grab on to and that I was strong enough to emerge from it.
Just a while ago I stood up from my chair, grabbed my sweater and my coat and went outside to take a walk in the park. The air was so cold, yet all I felt was my warm body and my muscles moving me forward. I felt naked and full of purpose. I see now what I want to do and what I am, and I have no regrets. For the past few days, I've experienced the most bizarre events and most unusual feelings, and it is now that I am convinced that I am a man. It's not like the days when you feel so good and optimistic-- not at all. I have a few blemishes on my face, and I am not in the shape that I had a while back, but I feel complete and new.

I wanted to post this because, of the many things that have triggered this instant, I strongly believe that ZU took part of this. Somehow, my posts and interactions with the many of you have contributed to my state, and I am very pleased with this.
To all of you, I say: cherish this community. We all have different perceptions and lives, but I think that all of us have something in common, and something must have lead us to interact with each other and influence one another in a way that we overlook or take for granted.

This is all I have to share with you all regarding this important moment.

Good ♥♥♥♥.

Bull♥♥♥♥. Everyone knows men are created by concentrating beef, beer, whiskey, tears that were cried at the end of Old Yeller, sawdust, sweat, work gloves, and work boots into a human shaped shell made of hickory.

Originally Posted by John Henry Eden

Bull♥♥♥♥. Everyone knows men are created by concentrating beef, beer, whiskey, tears that were cried at the end of Old Yeller, sawdust, sweat, work gloves, and work boots into a human shaped shell made of hickory.

All the beer and scotch that has refreshed me and exhausted through my sweat had barely set me up for this instant. That was a long time ago.

What KKK said is what came to my mind too. Guess he beat me to the punch.

That is excellent to hear! I have felt something similar (but not the man part). It is indeed partially due to ZU: I've developed such a home here, and the community means so much to me.

You're part of that home now. =)

Originally Posted by Nyarlathotep

What KKK said is what came to my mind too. Guess he beat me to the punch.

All those moments of intercourse were in vain and insignificant. Now that I'm in this state of pure manhood, I have no need for whores or crazy bimbos. This state I've just reached-- that's where sex really counts.

Being immersed in all that Mottocks for the thanksgiving card must've done it. My awesome rubs off.

Glad to hear you're feeling so good though. I know the feeling you're talking about, and thought it may sound like a joke I'm completely serious when I say it goes really well with pie. Trust me, go get a pie right now, eat a slice of and it'll be the best pie ever.

Then after you eat your pie, go finish the halloween card so I don't have to infract somone for spamming the ZUHC thread.

It would have been perfectly symbolic if it were raining during your walk of rebirth/dramatic change.

Originally Posted by Lloyd Irving

All those moments of intercourse were in vain and insignificant. Now that I'm in this state of pure manhood, I have no need for whores or crazy bimbos. This state I've just reached-- that's where sex really counts.

...... Wow =') ... That's a good line to use on the ladies.

Originally Posted by Mattocks

Being immersed in all that Mottocks for the thanksgiving card must've done it. My awesome rubs off.

Glad to hear you're feeling so good though. I know the feeling you're talking about, and thought it may sound like a joke I'm completely serious when I say it goes really well with pie. Trust me, go get a pie right now, eat a slice of and it'll be the best pie ever.

Then after you eat your pie, go finish the halloween card so I don't have to infract somone for spamming the ZUHC thread.

Patience, Mattocks. Let me grasp the feeling that was felt as I reached this new state. Pie won't do, I'm afraid. I need a real meal because I'm a starving man. My new self will probably be reflected on that card, making it the most awesome yet.

This place is like a dysfunctional half-way house filled to the brim with petty morons, cynical staff, and a few members that did some serious ♥♥♥♥ or have seen some stuff in their lives.

In other words, it's like a house I don't like, but I still gotta visit it sometime.

This made me think of: "It's not about being a man about it; it's not about being a woman about it. It's about being an adult about it."

But anyway, good for you.

I'm glad for you, but I am still confused as to what triggered this sudden spiritual rebirth--or was it nothing in general? :<

Splendid! Marvelous!

... I am slightly disappointed that this had nothing to do with getting laid for the first time, though.

Originally Posted by Lloyd Irving

Patience, Mattocks. Let me grasp the feeling that was felt as I reached this new state. Pie won't do, I'm afraid. I need a real meal because I'm a starving man. My new self will probably be reflected on that card, making it the most awesome yet.

Try a meat pie; it's a true men's food. Must be 100% beef inside.

Originally Posted by John Henry Eden

Bull♥♥♥♥. Everyone knows men are created by concentrating beef, beer, whiskey, tears that were cried at the end of Old Yeller, sawdust, sweat, work gloves, and work boots into a human shaped shell made of hickory.

exactly.

I know what you mean. You start to find out who you are, more and more. You feel awakened, refreshened, stronger.

It's a journey, really. It never stops. We continue to grow until the day we die. I used to feel like it was a destination, but it's definitely not. We are like endless sponges - we take more and more in and keep moving forward, always.

And I agree with you about the intercourse. Unfortunately, I rarely meet guys or girls that agree with me on this. Take pride in being different from such people, I say, and recognize that. I certainly do.

Good deal. :3