I was in training today, the whole day. I drank way too much coffee and considering the piss-weak beans I’ve been sipping on recently, this stuff all but dissolved the spoon I was stirring it with. I feel a bit sick actually and of course, won’t be going to bed at an hour anyone will later describe as decent.
Not that that stopped me from having a 30 minute power nap earlier on, which will also not contribute to my sleepiness, but I’ll deal with that issue when it arises, or in this case, when it doesn’t.
On the one hand the training was interesting.
A rep from the company that represents our hotel came over to show us how to efficiently work the system, which, did I realise, we knew virtually nothing about. Encouraging was the figures showing how my year fiddling with, tweaking the and increase search engine rankings of our website helped. In fact, we’ve shown at 1200% plus increase in room nights booked from our website over last year. Sure it’s a huge percentage, but it only goes to show how few bookings originated from the website before.
On the other hand, it was a bit boring.
We were positively flooded with information. I struggled, in the boring parts, to focus, but luckily it was peppered, albeit sporadically, with bits of information that interests me. I was nevertheless glad when it was done for the day. Another session tomorrow.
I usually spend my days in front of the computer, researching, linking, tweaking, designing, etc, (and looking at my increasingly flabby gut its becoming easier to tell) – but today I spent the whole day in training away from the warm, inviting glow of my CRT monitor (I’m queued, possibly last, for the ongoing upgrades taking place). I was starting to shake due to Cathode Radiation withdrawal, so I rushed home to bask in the glow of my LCD screen, which took the edge off.
I started trawling through blogs and per random coincidence landed back on a site had I visited before and enjoyed reading then too. Becky writes Girl in Short Shorts. Becky’s most recent post, another post about odd things in American schools, is about a poor teacher who got into trouble for trying to make her class fun and was preceded by this scything review of Britney Spear’s doomed-to-fail comeback attempt. In a very sadistic way, I really enjoyed this, as it drew me in to share her vividly described emotion (Becky’s, not Britney’s) – maybe I’m just in a black mood, but after reading it I felt like spitting and saying “damn right, bitch!”.
I’ve bookmarked her site, for a good read (and viewing the profile pic every now and then, hmmm). Unfortunate for guys though. Sigh. Anyway, this her site (Becky’s, not Britney’s).
I took last week off and really got going into this whole blogging thing, but I now realise it’s much more difficult to write after wringing out all the creative juices at work. I did manage to squeeze something a little odd (for me) out at corny-poems, which I actually quite like – I was starting to think my shit is beyond (or sub) corny and unreadable, but the last two I enjoyed myself.
So there is hope yet.
I haven’t done the Doulos article – perhaps I need to eat something to shake this horrible caffeine buzz.