Excellent point! In death, these supernatural thingummies have atrocious communication skills, whereas in life I'm sure the lady in question could've rattled off a clear, succinct, witty and grammatically perfect note, in a copperplate that would make a Zen calligraphy Master weep with envy, in the time it took to boil a kettle.
My guess is that the ghost's general psyche reflects the live person's at the moment they snuffed it. Since the LIB was mad as *beep* when she "self-murdered," the ghost was similarly deranged, with correspondingly poor penmanship.
I'm sure there's a moral in all of this, but I'm damned if I can see it. Perhaps productivity is less of a priority for the quasi-dead, because of their infinite dead-times?
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"If you ain't a marine then you ain't *beep*
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