Below are the 10 most recent journal entries recorded in Chantria Karmiti's LiveJournal:

Monday, January 19th, 2004
8:21 pm	Books I know I haven't updated in several centuries, and this isn't a real post, but oh well. I was at the bookstore today and found some books I would like to investigate, to see if they're worth anything. In the Shadow of the Shaman--Connecting with Self, Nature, and Spirit by Amber Wolfe, Garden Witchery--Magick from the Ground Up by Ellen Dugan, Celtic Totem Animals by John Matthews, The Book of Shamanic Healing by Kristin Madden, Shamans, Healers, and Medicine Men by Holger Kalwert. List done. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 23rd, 2003
11:45 am	Panic Over Well, Ian's home, and apparently safe. That is, until Mama gets home and kills him. (Comment on this)
9:54 am	Ian's Missing Last night, Ian, my younger brother, got home from work, changed clothes, and told my mother he was going to visit his friend Matt. He took with him his cell phone and his CD collection, which always goes with him when he visits a friend. No clothes, no money unless he got his tipshares from work. Even then, he'd have less than a hundred dollars. No personal belongings. His cell phone has been turned off, and his friend never saw him. Ian is tall, with short hair that has been bleached with dark roots. He has an eyebrow and a tongue piercing, as well as a red and black dragon tribal tattoo on his upper arm. He drives a purple Ford pick-up, and is missing from the Bethany/Oklahoma City area. I'm still hoping that he ended up running into a different friend, went off to do something, got carried away, and forgot to call home before crashing at someone else's house. Maybe he'll be home by evening. I don't want to get too terribly worried until he stops showing up to work, as well. But disappearing like this isn't like him at all. And if he had run away, he'd have been more prepared. (Comment on this)
Thursday, June 5th, 2003
1:48 pm	*Peeks Around* Well, I haven't been back here since the stone age. Just check out the licens on the wall! But I guess that's good for caves. I'm here, sitting at my computer with Keegan all sprawled out in my lap, enjoying the lovely morning while my roommates are still unconscious. While it makes it harder to sleep when they're up to all hours of the night, it certainly gives me plenty of time alone in the mornings. And especially since they close their bedroom door to keep the cats out at night, it seems like I've got a whole apartment to myself. Well, I still haven't unpacked my room. And I don't have a job, but that's because I still don't have my driver's license. I'm going to talk to my dad about making that change considerably in the next week or two. I could at least take and fail the test or something. I'm also thinking about asking about staying there in the city for a week or so so I can gets lots of practice in or something. I really need to get a job already. It's a little frightening. There are three of us in this apartment, and none of us has a job. But we've all got the money (for a short time longer) to make it without them, so we'll probably be ok (I hope). Other than not unpacking, I've been spending a lot of time around people lately. Wow, you live with other people, and suddenly alone-time is at a premium. But I've also gotten to go see a couple of movies, spend a little time out at the lake, and take a couple of midnight strolls through cemetaries. Not too bad. Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: Lovely Silence (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 7th, 2003
8:19 pm	Instead of doing something useful, like packing, here I am on livejournal... Oh, well. I got my livingroom all cleaned up and ready to get packed properly. The kitchen will take a whole hour if I dawdle while I'm working on it, and my bedroom is pretty much clean already. Most of the packing will occur tomorrow anyway. I went last night and spent the night with Megan since, when she pulled into my driveway to drop me off, my neighbor was sleeping outside on the couch they'd put outside for some reason. That didn't bode well to begin with, and while we were sitting around talking, he got up and went inside, and he and Linda started fighting. So Megan was really sweet and let me sleep at her place--so that I'd get to sleep at all. This morning, we went by Ravenfeathers. I've really got to go there someday when I have actual money. Since then, I've taken a final, dropped off another one, and got my livingroom clean. Not exactly great, but productive enough. Ah, well. The move-in date got pushed back to Friday, so we'll be getting our keys then...should be interesting. (Comment on this)
Monday, May 5th, 2003
3:15 pm	Muskogee So I got to go and play at the Muskogee Ren. Faire. Went with Sam on Saturday, dressed up as Ren. nobility, and got to hold a kestrel. It was the sweetest little thing...I've wanted one as a pet for years, but the permits required are dizzying, so I have to be happy with gawking at the falconers' babies when they're out. Sam bought me a rose while we were out there...the lady selling them came by to ask if he wanted to buy his lady a rose. I was about to say that I'm not his lady--though I will, in five days, be his roommate--when he asked her how much they were. She told him, and he bought me one. Then, when the lady selling the roses said I obviously owed him something for the rose, I gave him a big hug and kissed his cheek. I suspect she was a little disappointed by the kiss, but seeing as how Sam's flaming, and my own preferences lean rather heavily in the other direction, that's about as hot as anything'll ever be between us. Good thing, or else living together could end up awkward. Went again on Sunday with my mother and two other friends. It was great until we suddenly got lots of rain and pea-sized hail. Luckily for us, the storm blew through in about fifteen minutes. Unluckily for so far nine other people, it blew off into another state and turned into tornadoes and killed the above-mentioned people (that we know about so far). The trip itself to Muskogee on Saturday ended up interesting. My mother persists in buying cheap Firestone tires, even though we've now had five of them blow out on us. This time, she was driving down the highway at about 75. The car started jumping and shaking really badly, so she slowed down to 55. It wasn't getting any better, so she was slowing down to pull over when the tire blew. But this time, instead of the outside edge peeling off, the inside peeled off and ruined the finder, ripped out most of the wheel-well, tore out the stuff that holds the headlights in, broke the turn-signal bulb, shredded up the metal on the side of the car, and threw up some tire-pieces that broke off the side-mirror and left deep dents, scratches, and grooves on the door and window. Passenger side, so all this happened directly below my feet and at my side. I looked up at the sound in time to see things flying at the window and shrieked, which woke up the guy sleeping in the back seat. Ooo...real excitement. Luckily, when Mama took it in to Firestone, they replaced the tire free, and gave her a number to call. They'll pay for all of the damage, which is good, since the estimate came out to 2000 bucks. And now I have to clean up my apartment to pack up so I can move on Saturday...fun. (Comment on this)
3:15 pm	Muskogee So I got to go and play at the Muskogee Ren. Faire. Went with Sam on Saturday, dressed up as Ren. nobility, and got to hold a kestrel. It was the sweetest little thing...I've wanted one as a pet for years, but the permits required are dizzying, so I have to be happy with gawking at the falconers' babies when they're out. Sam bought me a rose while we were out there...the lady selling them came by to ask if he wanted to buy his lady a rose. I was about to say that I'm not his lady--though I will, in five days, be his roommate--when he asked her how much they were. She told him, and he bought me one. Then, when the lady selling the roses said I obviously owed him something for the rose, I gave him a big hug and kissed his cheek. I suspect she was a little disappointed by the kiss, but seeing as how Sam's flaming, and my own preferences lean rather heavily in the other direction, that's about as hot as anything'll ever be between us. Good thing, or else living together could end up awkward. Went again on Sunday with my mother and two other friends. It was great until we suddenly got lots of rain and pea-sized hail. Luckily for us, the storm blew through in about fifteen minutes. Unluckily for so far nine other people, it blew off into another state and turned into tornadoes and killed the above-mentioned people (that we know about so far). The trip itself to Muskogee on Saturday ended up interesting. My mother persists in buying cheap Firestone tires, even though we've now had five of them blow out on us. This time, she was driving down the highway at about 75. The car started jumping and shaking really badly, so she slowed down to 55. It wasn't getting any better, so she was slowing down to pull over when the tire blew. But this time, instead of the outside edge peeling off, the inside peeled off and ruined the finder, ripped out most of the wheel-well, tore out the stuff that holds the headlights in, broke the turn-signal bulb, shredded up the metal on the side of the car, and threw up some tire-pieces that broke off the side-mirror and left deep dents, scratches, and grooves on the door and window. Passenger side, so all this happened directly below my feet and at my side. I looked up at the sound in time to see things flying at the window and shrieked, which woke up the guy sleeping in the back seat. Ooo...real excitement. Luckily, when Mama took it in to Firestore, they replaced the tire free, and gave her a number to call. They'll pay for all of the damage, which is good, since the estimate came out to 2000 bucks. And now I have to clean up my apartment to pack up so I can move on Saturday...fun. (Comment on this)
Friday, May 2nd, 2003
10:47 pm	So today I went with my two roommates-to-be and we paid the deposit on our apartment, and I paid my pet fee. My mother has been refering to the two guys as though they're pets as well--good thing the fee doesn't apply to them as well. Even if it was half as much as I was expecting... We're going to sign the lease and get our keys on Wednesday. I'm going to be entering into a contract to live in an apartment that I can't afford all by myself. The thought is utterly nauseating. Not as nauseating as my neighbors, who are once again screaming. Actually, just one of them is screaming, but it seems his vocabulary has narrowed to a single word. So I'll be living with two guys, but I'm not going to be living near anyone like these morons living next to me now. Tomorrow, one of my roommates and I are heading to another Ren Faire...it should be fun. And I'm going back again on Sunday with my mom and several friends. Good thing we got free tickets from the owner of the faire, huh? Current Mood: crazy Current Music: Barroom Blitz (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 17th, 2003
4:39 pm	Electra! Which Sexy Comic Book Villainess Are You? brought to you by Quizilla black cat! Which Sexy Comic Book Villainess Are You? brought to you by Quizilla Traditional Pirate What Kind of Pirate Are You? brought to you by Quizilla (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 15th, 2003
5:13 pm	Funny thing, I went to take the trash out and found six four-leaved clovers. Usually, I have to search for them, though if I really pause to look, I almost always find at least one. They don't usually jump out at me like that, though I do usually find more than one at once. I don't know why finding four-leaved clovers pleases me so much. They're just a mutation in the plant...nothing terribly special. But the stories about good luck are always in the back of my mind, and I just like them. Like they're a little piece of magic I can keep and hold. Funny I should talk about wanting magic in my life. Here I am, I've turned tornadoes, I've set hands on friends and taken away pain. I've been around friends overdosing on psychic energy and helped balance them out. When I had my first real broken heart, someone held me in my sleep that first night. There are ghosts in my mother's house. Mostly all they do is rattle papers and leaves when there's no convenient wind to explain them and play with the cat. The ferrets seem to ignore them. I've been the victim of a psychic vampire, my best friend (at the time) was said vampire's lover...my life has been almost uncomfortably like a fantasy novel. I'm not sure I believe in all of it...the tornadoes could have always been really good luck on my part. Feeling energy might be body heat. But there's still this longing for magic. Maybe because what's happened to me isn't magic in the sense of having a tree that lives on stories, or Pan coming to visit in a church. Everything that's happened can have mundane explanations. Maybe I have it in my head somewhere that real magic won't have such easy explanations. It's been strange. I skipped all of my classes today...well, not yet. There's one more. But I'm not going, so I will have skipped all of them. My grades are kinda shakey this semester, maybe because in a lot of ways, school doesn't seem that important to me anymore. I don't know why. I really need it to do and be what I want. Well, I would if I knew what I wanted to be. That's in flux yet again. I mean real day-job, not what I would do if I were rich and famous and had time to burn. Well, rich. Famous usually means you don't have that time. But today, I've felt genuinely good. I glance in the mirror and I don't hate what I see. I've got Keegan stretched out and snoozing in my lap, and the window's open and letting cool, damp breezes into my livingroom. I haven't packed even though I'm probably moving in about two weeks to a month. I didn't get a good night's sleep, but I'm not tired. But I got a few pages on a story finished, I've got music playing, the world's all soft and wonderful outside. I feel really good. And it's been a long time since it's been like this. Days like today, where nothing special happens, but you still feel good...these are why it's worth making it through the bad days. Current Mood: content Current Music: The Black Unicorn (1 Comment |Comment on this)