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I am pretty sure that I'm going to be moving away from San Francisco for the indefinite future starting on July 1st of this year.

I think my adult life has been pretty much a sad affair, and no matter how much I've tried to make it better it has seemed to get worse. However, since going into therapy in 2006, I've seen a slow but steady improvement in my life. There are a couple of mistakes that I wish I could take back, but I simply can't.

Anyway, this goodbye is a confessional of sorts, and it's going to be broken into a bunch of pieces.

Part I: 2002 - 2004 Funemployment
Part II: 2005 - 2007 The Therapeutic Turn
Part III: 2008 - 2010 Exorcising The Last Demons

What's sad is that symbolism never shows up well in SEO.

I wish this story was the kind where boy meets girl and they live happily ever after. This really is just a story of boy goes to therapy and gets his act together, finally. It's also about how some mistakes you end up always paying for, even if you move to a different town. It's also about how the things you love the most aren't at all compatible with living in this world.

At around sixish I got a call from my pal, Marjorie. She said, "I'll be there in 15 minutes." There's nothing like getting a ride from Cole Valley to Potrero Hill when you need to get there, because you can bet your ass, and a cold one at that, that you'll be waiting for quite a while for the 22.

I asked Marjorie who she was hoping to meet at the Click.TV party, a Vloggercon related event:

Mayor Jerry Brown's plan to throw in 10,000 new Oakland Residents into the downtown area bears fruit every 1st Friday of the month. That's when art mongers go to various cafes and galleries to see art, and that art is a great way to kick off a new month.



The last Friday was no exception.

I checked out art at Ego Park, the Mama Buzz Cafe, the Esteban Sabar Gallery, and the Front Gallery. There was some art along Broadway, too: