Dawn of the deed
Well, I just did a gig and did some of my hilarious new material about quitting my job. Because I have done just that. On Friday of last week, I resigned from Nonlinear. I did this without another job lined up. This is quite a surprising thing to find myself doing. It will change my life immeasurably and I'm not sure I've completely grasped how much effort will be needed in the next few months to adapt to the change.

However, I am a man of action and decisiveness. I saw the opportunity to move on and start 2006 with a bang, or at least a thud. I'll be moving down south to the big smoke. I'll start small, with a light steam, work my way through a thick fog and then be ready for the aforementioned smoke (you know, that joke was funnier off the cuff earlier). It will be the making of me.

I feel like every gig is a farewell gig from now, which is odd. Still, I am going to have to learn a whole new comedy network, provided the job gives me the scope to do comedy.

In an hilarious punchline, my manager, who has faced criticism that he makes decisions that affect people's jobs without first consulting them, has organised my leaving drinks. He didn't mention the date to me before announcing it. I can't actually make the do myself... the irony is ironic. I think I shall have to devise a plan of my own. I've been making a lot of plans recently, and some of them appear to involve quitting my job; others involve recruitment agents. You get the idea.