Fondest memories (the appropriate ones)

[rose_of_america]

Now that my typist does not have to attend school anymore, I have been simply heaped with free time. Unfortunately, I can not haunt any place, because I was too happy in life. Ironically, this makes me sad; for now I am terribly bored. However, I generally pass the time recalling fond memories...and I was wondering, dear puppets, what your memories

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[ada_col]

I recommend haunting the United Nations (they need a good haunt) or possibly Wikipedia (because they could do with a friendly ascerbic ghost).

As for me, if I ever get away from the boring life of my typist, I shall surely haunt the Computer History Museum. That, or the local race track. I bet I could bet...

[eliza_hamilton]

My favorite memories? My wedding day, and of course the births of our children. And certainly not finding out that my dear husband had been shot by a certain Vice-President!

[glossy_fosse]

Appropriate?!

Well there go all my fondest memories.

[ellen_naomi]

Oh, Bob.... *laugh*

[sic_et_non]

All my fond memories are horribly depressing. I prefer to think about them as little as possible. Of course, my not-so-fond memories (being condemned for heresy, being forced to consign my book to the flames, a series of attempts on my life by reprobate monks, being condemned for heresy again) are hardly more cheerful. That's why I prefer to listen to Bjork and cry focus on the present.

And there is nowhere left for me to haunt, thanks to all those incomprehensible little peasant uprisings destroying everything. I suppose if I were determined to do so, I could camp out down by the Seine and rattle a few manuscripts, but it's not as if there would be much of a point.

[malignedmaestro]

Once I get away from my incredibly boring and untalented typist, I plan to haunt that rather nasty Shaffer fellow.

Ha!