So I quit my job yesterday. I didn't plan on it, but there you go. It was a train I saw coming a long way out, but it picked up speed fast the last two weeks. I was on a six month exit strategy anyway, I've known for awhile that I needed to make a change, but I guess I didn't have six months left in the hourglass. So here I am, Johnny Freelancer. I'm up, I'm home, I'm at my computer writing, is this what it feels like? Probably a lot like this, but hopefully with money included at some point. Some soon point.

Gameplan, gameplan, who's got the gameplan? Short term- refresh a couple of web sites I've built, finish the online comic store for my pal Andy, and finally learn Adobe GoLive, let's see if I can't scrounge some work building sites. Make calls, pull in some favors. Network, egad. The days of fat and sassy are gone for now I fear, but I dunno, this it the craziest thing I could have done, so I feel pretty good about it. If nothing else, when this blog turns into the diary of my descent into moral and fiscal bankruptcy and soul wrenching madness, it should make a good book.