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I have moved.
Nov. 27th, 2006 | 01:24 pm
If you are looking for Kari, there are two places to find her:
anachronisma, a friends-only journalistic catch-all for my "wierd" (updated most).
karis_vox, a feed of my vox, which is all public posts all the time.
If you're looking for some of Kari's headmates, you can find them at the fllowing places:sonofstrangers or house_of_kari.
If you want to join me in the wonderful world of RP, try 
pirate_high or arthurian_rp.
I still post my work in, karigans_fic and karis_icons.
...and yes, I am still wierd.
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Oct. 5th, 2006 | 02:22 am
Guess who is home!
(entries, pictures, and information coming later.)
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Sep. 26th, 2006 | 12:37 am
Leaving for Ireland tomorrow.
Be back in a week!
(ARHELTHLKHTLHE i love you sarmajere.)
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Jul. 24th, 2006 | 01:03 pm
I started a Vox Blog. Anyone else on Vox?
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Today...
Jul. 11th, 2006 | 12:50 pm
feeling: 
hyper
Is a special day.
IT'S sarmajere's BIRTHDAY! I love you Sari!!!!
*confetti, noise and lights, magic*
Everyone remember to stop by her journal and say happy birthday.
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A day in the life.
Jun. 27th, 2006 | 02:43 pm
For his sixteenth birthday my little brother was given a pocket knife with a detatchable thumb drive. So today, as I'm passing him in the hall, he's all dressed up to go out, in his "I Wish I was Jack Bauer" clothes, with a messenger bag and a heavy jacket because it's raining. He stops me in the hall, and pulls out his pocket knife, and hands me the thumb drive. In the next room over, my parents are asleep. All is dark. Thunder rolls ominously from beyond the walls of the house.
And then he says in a low, serious tone, "...watch the movie. It's called What The Muffin." And pausing, he hands me a CD, and adds, "...oh and you may need this." Thus saying he pats me on the shoulder, and walks down the hall, and out the door. *
* THIS IS A TRUE STORY. NO DETAILS HAVE BEEN ALTERED IT IS EXACTLY HOW IT WENT. I SWEAR,
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Music. Russian. Russian music.
Mar. 4th, 2006 | 11:14 am
I'm looking for songs sung in Russian, in an attempt to beef up my very sad Russian skills and get a feeling for how the language sounds. I am not picky. The lyrics just have to be in Russian. If you can include the lyrics with some kind of English translation too (transliterated or cyrillic or both are good too) I'd really, really like that. I really have no idea how to go about finding music without finding lots of porn and some viruses too.
So far, I have...
The Hymn To Red October. And lyrics.
Yeah.
yousend me to karis[dot]muses[at]gmail[dot]com or if you know it, it hit up my AIM with file transfers. I would love you forever and a million years. *uses the all-powerful Karigan staring icon to encourage people*
Edited July 12: This post gets more comments than anything else I've ever posted. o_o. I'm interested in any music by Splin/Splean or anyone else that is sung in Russian.
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Meme gacked from Sari.
Jan. 25th, 2006 | 04:20 pm
feeling: 
bored
Leave a list of fictional characters in your journal that you would love to get a message from. It is your friend-list's mission, should they choose to accept it, to write you an in-character "letter" from a character on that list. Then they post their own list in their journal and the process continues!
( In no particular order...Collapse )
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Jan. 1st, 2006 | 12:06 am
feeling: 
hopeful beyond reason
Another year older, another year wiser, another year more jaded and cynical... another year full of broken plans and hopeless dreams, another year full of bitterness and suckyness and unhappiness, another year of finding things only to lose them, another year heartbroken... another year still hopeful...
And another year in which I could face a year just like this last one, sucky and incredibly lame as it was, if only I had 
sarmajare to stand with me and take my hand in the darkness. Here's to you, Sarah, here's to the hope you bring me, to the light you give me, to the love you woke in me.
Happy new year, beautiful one, you shine more brightly than the stars. This year will be different than the last one, I promise. This year will be our year.
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OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.
Dec. 25th, 2005 | 02:40 pm
feeling: 
SQUEEE
OMG. OMG. OMG.
SWORD. *points to self* SWORD. WOODEN PRACTICE SWORD. FOR CHRISTMAS.
They took it out from behind the tree and I started laughing... because. Omg. SWORD.
Other fantastic gifts include soundtracks (CAMELOT AND KINGDOM OF HEAVEN YAY) and books (LETTERS OF J.R.R. TOLKIEN, AND OMG, AUTHOR AND ILLUSTRATOR), and sweet jewelry (my aunt bought me the most fantastic ring) and maps and THE WICKED MUSIC BOOK.
Um. Yeah. Happy Kari. Pictures later.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.