This morning Tom did some work on the business computer. I still can’t believe we’re really finally in business! Our company’s name is Mystery Computer Enterprises.

On the form to fill out for the license and to pay the fee, he checked “person.”

I asked, “Isn’t that supposed to be “partnership?”

Then he reminded me of how the state of Arizona considers a married couple as one. He said whatever I’m doing, he’s doing and vice versa. Then I said, “So if I’m having my period, you are, too?”

He said, according to the state of Arizona, he is.

I chatted with my dad today (Ma was in the room) and they were happy about the business. I told them that Tom could explain it all much better than I could, but I briefed them in on it. Dad asked me several questions about it and said he heard more people are buying computers than TVs.

They had just gotten my letter and Ma was teasing me about when I told her I dreamt she sent me a letter. She said she had a dream that she stood here 5 nights and taught me to cook something each night. I don’t know if she was joking or if she really did dream this.

Goldie and Al will be there tonight.

I talked with Tammy too, who was happy about the business.

Minnie called today saying she’s no longer in contact with Bob. She said her mother called DSS when she took her son to see Bob and they threatened to take the kid away if she didn’t cut off all contact. I’m surprised at this cuz I know guys have been in jail for rape/molestation and are allowed to see their kids. Even get custody after being convicted. So, Minnie says the opposite of what she last said. She said she’s not sorry for being a mom, recommends it to others, and wants to have another kid with her boyfriend who’s currently in jail for drug dealing. That’ll be no problem for God, who will see fit to it that it happens.

I can’t believe, though, how much easier it’s been for me to deal with never having a kid. It sure makes life easier.

Anyway, I’ll be sending Minnie a letter. And Andy too, with some funny notes he can stick on people’s windshields.

Later...

This morning Tom showed me how to set up to number the pages of my current journal, but when I went to print a page it wouldn’t number it. I think what I’m gonna do as far as my story goes is just type it through to the end, then write it in. If it overlaps into part of another journal I’ll just write it in, then use the rest of it as a regular personal journal.

I’ll have to have Tom hold my hair up while I weigh myself. I want to see if it weighs anything.

I had another encounter with Robin last night.

Earlier that day I had asked Tom if he believed in hypnosis. He said it’s possible. I don’t know if I believe in it. Especially those who claim to have been regressed to past lives. I asked him if he’d be willing to try to see if he could regress me back to that camp. He said sure. However, who knows when he’ll get around to it, along with checking out why the printer won’t print page numbers.

Last night as I lay in bed before falling asleep, I tried to regress myself with the hopes of getting a name and seeing her face clearly. I had no such luck, though. I only could remember stupid useless information. I had two unsure memories and one definite memory.

When I went to Camp Meadowlark, I went by bus. Mom and Dad took me to Camp Naomi, though. I thought I remembered driving through a dirt road with them that led to the camp. I also thought I remembered a dark brown wooden L-shaped cabin that stood alone in a small clearing in very dense woods. If this memory is real and camp-related, was it a place you check-in upon arriving there? I also don’t remember seeing anyone else around. The sure memory is the layout of the cabin I stayed in. Camp Meadowlark didn’t have showers or toilets in their cabins. You had to go to a separate cabin for that which totally sucked. Camp Naomi did have showers and toilets in each cabin, though. There was maybe 1 toilet and 2 or 3 shower stalls.

Later...

At one point last night in bed, I began to feel very nauseous. I said, “Robin, if you can hear me, please make this feeling go away. I’m in absolutely no mood to be sick right now.”

The feeling went away instantly.

In my mind, I cried out to her to please let me see her face some more. Please get more info to me. I sensed her telling me I could do it. Little by little I could find out a sufficient amount of info. What she means by sufficient, I don’t know. She urged me to keep going by trying to remember, while she reminded me how I like a challenge and to play detective.

Tom said the best thing for us to do is to start by assuming she is dead and go from there. He also mentioned a computer CD you can get with all listed phone numbers on it throughout the country. And that he has a book somewhere on hypnosis.