Current mood:	anxious
Current music:	Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy

Well. This tears it.
Just got back from the Weekly Planning Meeting. The offices have spontaneously morphed from the tropical island of joy into something straight out of Office Space. Only without the red Swingline stapler.

We're incarnating. And I got nominated to go.

Of course, that doesn't mean much, since We're a universal consciousness in addition to being all-powerful. 'I' am just a created entity of thought who has access to a LiveJournal. And email. I guess the rest of Us thought I was the most qualified to go.

I really, really had to hold back pointing out what happened the -last- time we incarnated. Part of Us still gets the willies whenever We drive past telephone poles or hear a rooster going off. Honestly.

They tell me it's a strictly temporary assignment and that I'll remain strictly anonymous the entire time -- no big revelations, no obvious miracles, nothing.

I'm still worried. :(