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Its time for me to put my CEO hat on and write one of those articles which runs the real risk of being rightly criticised as self indulgent drivel, but write it I shall, nonetheless, as we’ve reached the end of a week which has seen more highs and lows than many. Plus I need to write something to prove that I can manage my time effectively.

I’ve been neglecting you. Yes, you, my imaginary readers. Actually imaginary isn’t quite accurate, though, and I’ve got the stats to prove it, just by entitling this page “time management” (as opposed to, say, “Lindsay Lohan”), it will only actually be read by approximately seven people. Myself and both my parents included. That elite group of close friends and relatives has, however, been neglected. They’ve missed out on a number of intelligent, well thought out, and beautifully constructed pieces of prose and poetry. There’ve been no videos, or stupid pictures; no flash animations.

And in their place? Nothing… Well, except for a giant shop, and some server side stuff that you’re never likely to see unless you hack into and can understand apache servers (I still can’t do the latter).

So, I’ve been programming. How did that go? I was on the phone to a friend of mine yesterday and found myself explaining that “I had to check if my ears were bleeding because I was thinking so hard I was sure my brain had burst” – that’s not pleasant, I can tell you.

Having never heard of apache, except in vague references made by our web hosts a few years back, I this year found myself in charge of a “box” in the form of a remotely managed dedicated server. I thought I’d done some steep learning curves when teaching myself HTML, PHP and MySQL from scratch while at university doing a law degree simultaneously. That’s nothing compared to starting from a blank install of Apache, running Cent OS, using a Matrix Control Panel, and other Remote Control hardware, switching a few websites to said server while at the same time not knowing what any of the beginning of this sentence actually means. To say that my brain has been worked over somewhat since making that decision is a bit of an understatement.

I seem to have found (somewhat gainful) employment now that we have followed through with our desire to expand 24 Hour Trading from a baby sized outlet for my lamenting spirit into a fully fledged e-commerce leviathan taking a %age of every online $ spent.

However, this comes at a price. And that price is I now don’t have the time (or the remaining brain power / motivation) to actually write anything interesting in the many channels we’ve so painstakingly set up, and am now resorting to the risable practice of blandly detailing my day-to-day routine and dressing it up as some sort of useful article.

Enough of this. I’m off for a game of squash.

There’ll be something decent online by next week. Or not.