Ah, the joy of employing new personal care assistants (some of my current assistants are undergrads who are leaving to go home for the summer). I placed the advert online at 11am. It's now 4pm. I've had over forty phone calls and twenty e-mails. I've put the phone on silent now. Most of the candidates can't speak English and almost none of them understand the concept of paying tax. Seriously, people. Telling me you can't afford it isn't going to change my mind and agree to employ you illegally, so stop sending angry e-mails about how much tax plus travel will cost you, and go find a job that will cost you less. (I pay approaching double what a lot of the adverts say they do, so it's just insulting.)

And the amusing thing is that it's only a three-hour-a-week position. The job market really is slow, isn't it??

Shir, that's extremely frustrating. Family can be stress. Especially sisters, I find. I love mine, of course, but grr argh. Moody is indeed the word.

I just discovered "group accupuncture" which isn't nearly as creepy as it sounds and allows me to get regular needling, which helps lots with the chronic pain, without having to deal with insurance or high fees. I am loving it.

This sounds interesting. I've only ever had a few sessions of accupuncture, for cost reasons, but it's so fantastic. I shall look into this.

Right now I want a massage more than *anything*. They do reasonably-priced ones at the sports centre on the other campus, but I don't have the time to drive over there. Hopefully tomorrow...

Eh, Buca's fun if you have a large crowd and not too picky eaters, so that it makes ordering easy.

For all values of "fun" which include preternaturally PERKY! WAITSTAFF! WHO! WON'T! LEAVE! YOU! ALONE!

It was like being served by Rachel Ray on speed. They kept trying to move my chair so I wouldn't be "stuck in the corner." Nevermind that I had deliberately moved my chair as far into the corner as possible because I was trying to get away from them because they were scary. t /full body shudder

we almost ate at a very old Buca di Beppo in Eden Prairie, MN

As you know, Bob, Buca used to be a local Twin Cities chain (5 restaurants or so) run by an actual Italian family. And then they went corporate-national. Actually, I find Buca to be rather tasty and amusing, though I'd never eat at the one here.

I don't mind the Olive Garden, I have fond memories of law school days when we used to go stuff ourselves (and our purses) with the unlimited soup salad breadsticks lunch. I actually like Buca a lot. The one here has really good food and it's good for students.

I woke up this morning with the thought of William Shatner guesting on Highlander.

"There.....Can.....BEonlyone."

"It's...bettertoburnOUT...thantofade...away..."

I offer no excuse.

Because there is none.

I like Olive Garden. There's a Carraba's here, but it's way out of my price range. Olive Garden is a pricy restaurant, in my life.

I have as yet to visit nor eat at a Buca, even the aforementioned one is the closest restaurant to my workplace.

Jessica and I have the same full body shudder horror reaction to Buca, it seems.

Still, the chirpy service at a lot of chains is a good use for the giant manly penis-replacement steak knives they seem to want to give you with everything, whether your food calls for it or not.

Though I have gotten takeout from there before - it's a decent option to feed a group and avoids the cringy atmosphere.