Current mood:

exhausted

Oy.
You know, it's bad enough that all hell is breaking loose (ha ha) and the sun is out and Angelus still isn't wearing leather pants, but now people are blaming -Us- for this? Honestly. You would have thought someone would have remembered that whole 'free will' thing. Totally not our fault if you humans muck up reality and let the earth get destroyed.

Hmph. We are perturbed.

That said, We have been hard at work sorting things out on a cosmic level, and we think we've found a way of getting things back on track. Providing, of course, that the whole 'free will' thing doesn't go off again. Accounting for all of the permutations is bloody time consuming.

Even Jonathan's been helping. The poor PS2 has gotten a layer of dust on it this past week. We had three temps in Admitting literally self-combust, and let me tell you, you've never seen panic until you've seen a newly-arrived soul have to deal with their Admissions officer literally turning to ashes in their Ergochair.

Bah. Stupid apocalpyses. At least they have the good taste to only happen in February or May; August is always free for our vacation, thank Me.