This weekend i spontaneously went, of all places, to the bay area. I played kickball with some friends, you can see me in the back. I had an awesome time. I have had such an unpleasant history with the bay area that it's odd that i havent had problems anymore. I guess i have just adapted and changed to the point where i can take the good with the bad. Or maybe i just changed enough that i am not going to die there, after all. I didn't get the creepy feeling at all this time.