[Holbytlass]

Drat that Tom Bombadill! Only he could have sang a song so powerrful as to render our beautiful Downs useless though he be many leagues away! But the ever wondering Holbytlass is greatful that it was not long-winded.
Though she wondered if The Barrow-wight and fellow moderators may have been angry with her, but nay, they give fair warning of any disapproval of wrongdoings. She was glad to know there would be no 1969 as her last visit!
Then she wondered if the vessel by which she travels to the Downs (computer) may be the problem. Ever she searched for a way in, by system restore and reboots and even wondered if perhaps she should change to (Middle)Earth-link.
Then she wondered if she couldn't get back in, would Encaitare be mad for spoiling her werewolf game? Or others for not fulfilling her obligations because she volunteered to mod the next one?
But, alas, she wondered nomore when her cyber-posts grew fat again from notifications of other fellower downers posting. And an email from Shelob consoling her that she was not alone.
Now Holbytlass wonders where the mead and party weinies are!