Mailbox Managed!

[gorboth]

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Donut Dwellers ...

One of the horrible things about taking a year off is returning to find a
massive, smoldering, twitching heap on top of what used to be the space
occupied by your mailbox. Fear and loathing doesn't begin to describe the
relationship I now had with Postmaster!

I knew that if I were to get my mojo back, I'd have to first do away with
the deplorable state of my in-box. I'm happy to report that I survived my
battle with the beast, mostly intact. 

I must say, however, that many mails were skimmed with quick and needful
haste. This is far from the usual attention I would give to things, but when
a mail is months out of current standing, I have to work for efficiency
rather over thorough attention. 

So ... the slate is clean now. Many of you mailed me. If you did, someone
new might have one of my old jobs. If you didn't hear a response and it
was a player matter, Mirandus is now your guy. :-)

If it was a matter specific to me, I might need a remail. Wait - did I just
say that. IGNORE!

G.

[Draugor]

So... the box is empty?

Whos up for filling it with weird unrelated shit just so Gorboth has something to laugh at?

[Cherek]

So... the box is empty?

Whos up for filling it with weird unrelated shit just so Gorboth has something to laugh at?

I am working on it. I am simply re-replying to all the old mails he replied to. So his box is full again soon, dont worry.

[Amberlee]

Well Gorboth.
Now you better call Kenny Loggins..
Cause you're in the DANGER ZONE!!!