I'm thinking it might have helped to be in range. At the very least, she could have been tracking physical goings in and out, and then matching it to texts and phone calls, which evidently she was corralling. This was a much more thorough way to pry than just getting his texts and phone calls routed to her. She could only pick up those in range of his house, anyway, right? 'Cos she relied on his internet? I'm sure she didn't deign to go down to the library and log on, like other penniless mortals.
Maybe someone else can answer whether the ability to see someone else's screen (on a PC) requires the same router. On the Mac it's very easy, and has been for a long time.....
Sorry for another long reply. I have very definite opinions about her snooping, etc., largely because of my now years-long focus on texts and Gchat and all things related to the psychological aspects of the case and trial….
Passwords
TA told either Regan or Taylor (or both) that he changed his passwords multiple times, but that she “kept figuring them out.”
Maybe it wasn’t that difficult for the , and maybe she didn’t even need continuous access via manipulation of his phone and/or computer. I was amazed, actually, how freely Travis and many of his friends texted bank account numbers and passwords of every kind to one another.
Hacking, post-Mesa
If she was hacking in to his phone after she left, she did have access to virtually every one of his passwords because he texted them all to Shawn, the friend who was helping him set up his travisalexander.net webpage. The brand new webpage for TA's T-shirt business was hacked right after TA gave Shawn all his passwords.
I can’t see that as a coincidence. That along with many other similar not-coincidences and funky incidents convinces me she had access to his texts post-Mesa, perhaps via his computer, and if she had computer access, she likely had access to everything on his computer.
She definitely signed in as him onto his MySpace and his FaceBook accounts. If TA’s May 26 accusation was accurate, she could go into his emails and delete whatever she wanted and/or send emails in his name from his computer (“I know you got into my computer and erased a letter I sent to Lisa.”
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Toss in the suspicious frequency of GF’s not receiving texts and emails he sent (and vice versa), especially when those communications were related to dates or hook-ups that would have enraged the lying liar worthless , and I think it’s more likely than not she had fairly continuous, fairly complete access to his computer post-Mesa.
Hacking, in Mesa
Before that? In Mesa? IMO she didn’t need to drive around his house to hack his wireless. IIRC, she did get her own internet account at some point while in Mesa, and in any case, according to TA’s roomies, she was constantly over at his house, even when he wasn’t home, and those were just the known times when she didn’t bother to sneak in, unobserved, at night or otherwise.
She was unfazed even when Deanna walked in and caught her there, on TA’s computer, baking cookies (reminded me of when Sky kicked her out of her house and she didn’t leave, stayed for another hour, staring at Sky and her friend). Shameless. And obsessed.
Travis didn’t lock his front door, much less his office door. Other texts indicate he didn’t seem to have a problem with roomies going into his office to use his computer (or into his bathroom to borrow stuff, for that matter). I think he genuinely believed in the LOA, and as he wrote in his journal in May, that “it was better to trust too much than too little.”
As for the lying liar pure evil murdering . Shameless, obsessed, she with an extensive track record of snooping her BFs emails by, as JM so deliciously pointed out, making full use of that backspace button she just couldn’t seem to resist, and while in Mesa, broke, desperate, increasingly vengeful, and feeling more powerless than she likely ever had before?
Of course she snooped, IMO, and did so at every possible opportunity, including after she slaughtered Travis. Hell, she couldn’t resist poring over TA’s cell records when she was on the stand, on trial for her life, with a jury, judge, prosecutor and a full court room watching her every move.
Beyond impressions and patterns and a sense of the thing, I believe Travis was in the best position to know if she snooped his journals and online accounts while in Mesa. He said she did, and he said that in early April while still---somehow—being willing to believe (to some degree) the hadn’t slashed his tires (I haven’t had any privacy for a year. She’s read my journals, gone into my texts and emails…It’s very frustrating.”
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IMO, he said it again on May 26th, though not specifically referring to her intrusions while in Mesa:
“You have not felt as much pain in all your life than what you have repeatedly caused me with your lies and your invasions (…
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“Why did you get into my FaceBook after all those times I’ve forgiven you? “
(You do something to make any sane person shun you, I find out and confront you and get angry then forgive)….”this has happened about 30 times. That’s how many times you’ve been caught. “
Why confess?
Travis was baffled at first why she confessed what she did, especially after being nailed for inventing Michelle the Spy, in those “come clean” confessions of sneaking and snooping. By May 26th he had figured it out (BTW, her "confessions" are apparently textbook illustrations of how a sociopath responds when caught in a lie):
“Even when you say u are telling the truth u are lying. Even when you come clean it is a partial version of the truth to serve your purpose.”
(An aside, but IMO the purpose served before being nailed on Michelle was to elicit sympathy for herself (and to solicit his guilt) by portraying herself as a good and earnest Mormon who had lapsed in many ways while in Mesa because (feeding his ego) she thought she had been in love with him, and was just too weak to stay away or to resist him.
I think she doubled down on that line of BS when caught in her Michelle the Spy lie. As in: Travis, that’s what I was trying to explain to you before I left, just how horribly confused I was by everything, and how lost in the fog ( yes, she actually really did use the fog excuse this early on) spiritually. I was so lost that I even drove around your house at night, all the time, and I even snuck in and slept on your sofa at night, regularly, just for the comfort of being closer to you. You. My spiritual adviser, as well as my very best friend in the WHOLE world…
Objective: his misplaced sympathy and guilt, rather than his legitimate and well-deserved rage and contempt).
