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<div style="text-align: justify;">&Eacute;g hef oft velt &thorn;v&iacute; fyrir m&eacute;r hva&eth; gerist &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur deyr. Ekki &aacute; &thorn;ennan d&aelig;miger&eth;a h&aacute;tt um &thorn;a&eth; hva&eth; ver&eth;ur um hinn l&aacute;tna &thorn;egar hann deyr heldur hva&eth; ver&eth;ur um stafr&aelig;nu leifarnar sem s&uacute; manneskja hefur skili&eth; eftir sig &iacute; gegnum &aelig;vina. &Eacute;g er a&eth; meina vefs&iacute;&eth;a, blogg, Facebook, Myspace, Twitter &amp; allt hitt sem ma&eth;ur tekur s&eacute;r fyrir hendur &aacute; internetinu. Hva&eth; mun gerast &aacute; Facebookinu m&iacute;nu &thorn;egar &eacute;g yfirgef &thorn;ennan heim? Mun koma notification til allra vina minna um a&eth; &eacute;g hafi l&aacute;ti&eth; l&iacute;fi&eth;? E&eth;a munu eftirlifendur m&iacute;nir senda&nbsp; starfsm&ouml;nnum Facebook t&ouml;lvup&oacute;st &amp; bi&eth;ja &thorn;&aacute; vinsamlegast um a&eth; fjarl&aelig;gja a&eth;ganginn minn - &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g hafi fari&eth; yfir m&oacute;&eth;una miklu? Kannski er bara best a&eth; setja &ouml;ll lykilor&eth;in m&iacute;n &iacute; erf&eth;askr&aacute;na m&iacute;na.<br />&THORN;essi p&aelig;ling tengist &thorn;v&iacute; ekkert a&eth; &eacute;g var a&eth; lesa b&oacute;kina <em>&Aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g dey </em>&iacute; p&aacute;skafr&iacute;inu &amp; nei, &eacute;g er ekki a&eth; deyja - alla vega ekkert hra&eth;ar en &thorn;i&eth; hin.<br /><br />&Eacute;g hef l&iacute;ka oft velt &thorn;v&iacute; fyrir m&eacute;r hva&eth; myndi gerast ef &eacute;g myndi hafa or&eth; &aacute; &ouml;llum svona p&aelig;lingum. Sumar hugsanirnar &iacute; kollinum &aacute; m&eacute;r eru svo undarlegar &amp; &eacute;g velti fyrir m&eacute;r hinum &yacute;msustu hlutum. &Eacute;g &aelig;tti kannski a&eth; gefa &uacute;t safn af p&aelig;lingum &amp; hugsunum - f&oacute;lk g&aelig;ti svo dunda&eth; s&eacute;r vi&eth; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;a hvoru megin l&iacute;nunnar sem skilur a&eth; snilli &amp; ge&eth;veiki, &eacute;g &aelig;tti a&eth; vera.<br /><br />Mig langar &iacute; b&aelig;kur. Mig langar til a&eth; lesa fullt af b&oacute;kum! Mig langar til a&eth; vinna &iacute; b&oacute;kab&uacute;&eth; &amp; lesa b&aelig;kur &amp; bl&ouml;&eth; &amp; sko&eth;a ritf&ouml;ng. &Eacute;g er samt alveg b&uacute;in a&eth; lesa &aacute;g&aelig;tlega miki&eth; af b&oacute;kum &aacute; &thorn;essu &aacute;ri - alla vega mi&eth;a&eth; vi&eth; s&iacute;&eth;ustu &aacute;r. &Eacute;g elska a&eth; lesa! &hearts;<br /></div>
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<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Twilight <strong>;</strong> New Moon <strong>;</strong> Eclipse<strong> ;</strong> Breaking Dawn <strong>;</strong> The Shack <strong>;</strong> The Confident Woman <strong>;</strong> &Aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g dey</em><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Mig langar alveg &oacute;tr&uacute;lega miki&eth; til a&eth; finna m&eacute;r svona lista yfir "100 books to read before you die" - &eacute;g endurtek a&eth; &eacute;g er ekki a&eth; deyja - &amp; lesa bara allar b&aelig;kurnar sem eru &aacute; &thorn;eim lista. E&eth;a kannski bara a&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;a fyrir fram a&eth; lesa <strong>X</strong> margar b&aelig;kur &aacute; &aacute;ri. &Eacute;g veit ekki af hverju en svona markmi&eth; heilla mig. &THORN;a&eth; eru allt of margir hlutir sem a&eth; heilla mig. &Eacute;g er gj&ouml;rheillu&eth; manneskja. Af hlutum, hugmyndum, hugt&ouml;kum &amp; manneskjum. &Eacute;g elska l&iacute;fi&eth;! &hearts;&hearts;&hearts;<br /></div>
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<div style="text-align: left;"><img style="float: right;" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/15znspv.jpg" alt="N&aacute;ttbor&eth;i&eth;" width="320" height="240" />H&eacute;rna til h&aelig;gri eru b&aelig;kurnar sem liggja n&uacute;na &aacute; n&aacute;ttbor&eth;inu m&iacute;nu.<br /><strong>1. </strong>Pocket World Atlas - mj&ouml;g hentugt ef &eacute;g gleymi &thorn;v&iacute; hva&eth; h&ouml;fu&eth;borgin &iacute; Malas&iacute;u heitir &amp; ligg upp &iacute; r&uacute;mi.<br /><strong>2.</strong> The Happy Prince (Oscar Wilde) - sm&aacute;s&ouml;gusafn eftir &thorn;ennan merka h&ouml;fund. 1/5<br /><strong>3.</strong> Journey to the Center of the Earth (Jules Verne) - hin eina &amp; sanna. Sn&aelig;fellsj&ouml;kull &iacute; allri sinni d&yacute;r&eth;<br /><strong>4. </strong>The Pursuit of Holiness (Jerry Bridges) - b&oacute;k sem &eacute;g f&eacute;kk fr&aacute; RMC, &thorn;etta er svona andlega snakki&eth; mitt<br /><strong>5.</strong> Word and Spirit together (David Pawson) - er ekki byrju&eth; a&eth; lesa en mun lesa hana &aacute; lei&eth; til Bangladesh<br /><strong>6.</strong> Bibl&iacute;an - Andlega f&aelig;&eth;an m&iacute;n. Lifandi or&eth; Gu&eth;s.<br /><strong>7.</strong> My Heart's Cry (Anne Graham Lotz) - var bara a&eth; opna &thorn;essa, held a&eth; h&uacute;n s&eacute; mj&ouml;g g&oacute;&eth;.<br /></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;">Bangladesh eftir fj&oacute;ra daga. Lund&uacute;nir eftir &thorn;rj&aacute;.<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">Minntist &eacute;g &aacute; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g elska l&iacute;fi&eth;?<br />&nbsp;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Tilraun tv&ouml;. E&eth;a kannski comeback &aacute;rsins.<br />Anywho, &thorn;&aacute; hef &eacute;g &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; skrifa inn nokkur or&eth; &aacute; &thorn;essa blessu&eth;u s&iacute;&eth;u. M&eacute;r finnst eins &amp; &eacute;g s&eacute; a&eth; springa - &eacute;g er me&eth; svo mikla tj&aacute;ningar&thorn;&ouml;rf. &Eacute;g veit ekki hversu margir af g&ouml;mlum &amp; dyggum a&eth;d&aacute;endum bloggskrifa minna munu detta h&eacute;r inn - en ef &thorn;&uacute; ert h&eacute;r ;; Vertu hjartanlega velkomin e&eth;a velkominn.<br /><br />Byrjum &aacute; byrjuninni. &Eacute;g <strong>elska</strong> Amer&iacute;ku. &Eacute;g get ekki l&yacute;st &thorn;v&iacute; hversu &thorn;akkl&aacute;t &eacute;g er &amp; gl&ouml;&eth; yfir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; hafa fengi&eth; t&aelig;kif&aelig;ri a&eth; vera &iacute; Bandar&iacute;kjunum &iacute; fimm heilar vikur. T&iacute;minn sem &eacute;g &aacute;tti &uacute;ti var svo d&yacute;rm&aelig;tur &amp; einhvern veginn nau&eth;synlegur fyrir mig. &THORN;etta ger&eth;ist allt &aacute; r&eacute;ttum t&iacute;ma. Gu&eth; er aldrei of snemma &amp; aldrei of seinn. &Eacute;g f&eacute;kk t&aelig;kif&aelig;ri til a&eth; draga mig enn n&aelig;r Gu&eth;i &amp; bara til a&eth; vera &eacute;g &amp; kynnast n&yacute;ju f&oacute;lki. F&oacute;lki&eth; sem &eacute;g kynntist var hreint &uacute;t sagt d&aacute;samlegt &amp; &eacute;g ver&eth; a&eth; vi&eth;urkenna a&eth; &eacute;g skildi eftir nokkur brot &uacute;r hjarta m&iacute;nu &thorn;ar. (Ekki fara a&eth; &iacute;mynda ykkur eitthva&eth;) Rockford Master's Commission er d&aacute;samlegur sta&eth;ur til a&eth; vera &aacute; &amp; f&oacute;lki&eth; &thorn;ar er enn&thorn;&aacute; d&aacute;samlegra. Gu&eth; er svo sannarlega s&aacute; sami alls sta&eth;ar. &Eacute;g fer&eth;a&eth;ist til &aacute;tta fylkja allt &iacute; allt. Illinois var &thorn;&oacute; heimast&ouml;&eth; m&iacute;n &amp; &eacute;g dvaldi &iacute; Fl&oacute;r&iacute;da s&iacute;&eth;ustu dagana. Sandalar, str&ouml;nd &amp; sj&oacute;rinn &iacute; febr&uacute;ar - ekki alveg &thorn;a&eth; sem &eacute;g er v&ouml;n en &eacute;g naut &thorn;ess &iacute; botn. &Eacute;g var hluti af Teymi A-wesome &amp; vi&eth; skemmtum okkur st&oacute;rkostlega &aacute; lei&eth; til Fl&oacute;r&iacute;da. Tuttuguog&thorn;riggja t&iacute;ma &oacute;gleymanleg b&iacute;lfer&eth;. &THORN;essi fer&eth; er eitthva&eth; sem &eacute;g mun aldrei gleyma &amp; &eacute;g er svo kl&aacute;rlega &aacute; lei&eth;inni aftur &thorn;anga&eth; einn daginn. Eins &amp; &eacute;g sag&eth;i - &thorn;&aacute; er &eacute;g &aacute;stfangin af &thorn;essu landi! &hearts;<br /><br />&Eacute;g hef n&yacute;lega uppg&ouml;tva&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g hef mikinn &aacute;huga &aacute; McFlurry. McFlurry me&eth; Daim. &THORN;a&eth; er eitthva&eth; svo una&eth;slegt vi&eth; &thorn;etta st&ouml;kka karamellus&uacute;kkula&eth;i &iacute; d&aacute;samlega McDonalds &iacute;snum - sem &eacute;g vona a&eth; s&eacute; ekki innfluttur! Kannski eru &thorn;etta aflei&eth;ingar af &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; ver&eth;a &aacute;stfangin af skyndibitalandinu. Hver veit?<br /><br />Mig langar stundum til a&eth; hra&eth;sp&oacute;la fram &iacute; framt&iacute;&eth;ina. En svo reyni &eacute;g a&eth; muna &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; nj&oacute;ta dagsins &iacute; dag &amp; &thorn;essarar m&iacute;n&uacute;tu. Hvert einasta augnablik er eitthva&eth; til a&eth; nj&oacute;ta &amp; &eacute;g vil ekki ey&eth;ileggja &thorn;a&eth;. Ekki me&eth; kv&iacute;&eth;a, ekki me&eth; &oacute;tta &amp; ekki einu sinni me&eth; tilhl&ouml;kkun. &Eacute;g ver&eth; samt a&eth; segja &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g er alveg rosalega spennt fyrir sumarinu &amp; bara framt&iacute;&eth;inni allri. &Eacute;g hlakka til a&eth; sj&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; hvert Gu&eth; lei&eth;ir mig.<br /><br />&Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; byrja &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; leyfa Gu&eth;i a&eth; lei&eth;a mig til Stykkish&oacute;lms (-ar?) &aacute; morgun. Svo er vorm&oacute;t, p&aacute;skafr&iacute;, Jes&uacute;konu&amp;stelpustund, Bangladesh... En bara eitt &iacute; einu :]<br /><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Unglingasamkoma.<br /><em>V&aacute; hva&eth; &thorn;a&eth; er gott a&eth; skrifa.</em></div>
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		<title><![CDATA[Bandaríkin !!]]></title>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Hall&oacute; hall&oacute; hall&oacute;!<br />&THORN;ar sem Facebook er a&eth; vera kj&aacute;ni &thorn;&aacute; &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; vera vo&eth;a sni&eth;ug (e&eth;a meira a&eth; fylgja r&aacute;&eth;um m&oacute;&eth;ur minnar) &amp; skrifa &ouml;rl&iacute;ti&eth; um fer&eth;ir m&iacute;nar h&eacute;r. &Eacute;g get reyndar ekki skrifa&eth; miki&eth; akk&uacute;rat n&uacute;na vegna &thorn;ess a&eth; &eacute;g er a&eth; fara a&eth; fara &uacute;t me&eth; minni elskulegu Rachel Harvey (sem er ein af f&oacute;lkinu sem kom hinga&eth; &iacute; ma&iacute;)! Vi&eth; &aelig;tlum a&eth; fara &iacute; sm&aacute; verslunarlei&eth;angur &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; mig vantar svol&iacute;ti&eth; af f&ouml;tum &amp; &thorn;a&eth; er alltaf gaman a&eth; fara &iacute; b&uacute;&eth;ir! Hmm, &thorn;essi vika er b&uacute;in a&eth; vera mj&ouml;g <strong>busy</strong> sem a&eth; m&eacute;r finnst mj&ouml;g f&iacute;nt! &Eacute;g held a&eth; &eacute;g eigi aldrei eftir a&eth; kvarta yfir degi sem er mj&ouml;g busy. Hvernig segir ma&eth;ur a&eth; dagur s&eacute; busy &aacute; &iacute;slensku ? Segir ma&eth;ur a&eth; dagurinn s&eacute; upptekinn e&eth;a eitthva&eth;? Haha, v&aacute; hva&eth; &eacute;g elska a&eth; skrifa &amp; r&ouml;fla bara eitthva&eth;.<br />&Eacute;g get svo sem sagt ykkur eitthva&eth; - &thorn;a&eth; er til d&aelig;mis aldrei b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; fara yfir frostmark s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g kom hinga&eth;. Akk&uacute;rat n&uacute;na eru <strong>-3 &deg; C </strong>&uacute;ti en &thorn;a&eth; eru 27&deg; &aacute; fahrenheit! Frostmark hj&aacute; &thorn;eim er 32 sem er bara skr&iacute;ti&eth; vegna &thorn;ess a&eth; &thorn;egar &eacute;g heyri t&ouml;luna 32 &thorn;&aacute; finnst m&eacute;r eins og &thorn;a&eth; &aelig;tti a&eth; vera heitt heitt heitt.<br />Myndin &thorn;arna uppi er af m&eacute;r &amp; kallinum &iacute; Legolandi (j&aacute;, Legolandi) &iacute; Schaumburg.&nbsp; Hver vissi a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ru Legol&ouml;nd &iacute; Bandar&iacute;kjunum? Alla vega ekki &eacute;g! &Eacute;g h&eacute;lt a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri svona Danmerkur-thingy. &THORN;etta var samt soldi&eth; fyndinn kall vegna &thorn;ess a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; vanta&eth;i legokubb &iacute; bl&aacute;u stuttbuxurnar hans eins &amp; &thorn;i&eth; sj&aacute;i&eth; &amp; svo var l&iacute;ka gat &aacute; sokknum hans (&thorn;eir bjuggu hann til svolei&eth;is) sem a&eth; s&eacute;st ekki &aacute; &thorn;essari mynd.<br />&Iacute; &thorn;essari viku er &eacute;g b&uacute;in a&eth; horfa &aacute; The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants 1 &amp; 2 ;; &oacute;tr&uacute;lega gaman a&eth; horfa &aacute; svona stelpumyndir - &oacute;! &Eacute;g horf&eth;i l&iacute;ka &aacute; Peter Pan &iacute; g&aelig;r ;; &thorn;a&eth; var &aacute;hugvert. (Leikna myndin ekki teiknimyndin)<br />Mi&eth;vikudagurinn var mj&ouml;g upptekinn dagur ;; &eacute;g var &iacute; kirkjunni (Masters) fr&aacute; h&aacute;lf 9 til 12 - me&eth; sm&aacute; kv&ouml;ldmatarhl&eacute;i sem &eacute;g t&oacute;k &iacute; mj&ouml;g miklum fl&yacute;ti. M&aacute;li&eth; er a&eth; &aacute; mi&eth;vikudagskv&ouml;ldum &thorn;&aacute; er &eacute;g hluti af barnakirkjunni en n&uacute;na &iacute; fyrradag &thorn;&aacute; &thorn;urfti &eacute;g l&iacute;ka a&eth; vera &aacute; &aelig;fingu vegna &thorn;ess a&eth; h&oacute;purinn sem &eacute;g er &iacute; var me&eth; drama &iacute; barnakapellunni &iacute; g&aelig;rmorgun. &Eacute;g f&eacute;kk &thorn;a&eth; merkilega hlutverk &iacute; svi&eth;smunali&eth;inu a&eth; f&aelig;ra s&oacute;fa upp &aacute; svi&eth;i&eth; &amp; taka hann af svi&eth;inu. <em>Samt ekki ein.</em><br /><br />&Eacute;g held a&eth; &eacute;g hafi aldrei &aacute;&eth;ur hangi&eth; me&eth; svona m&ouml;rgum stelpum! &THORN;etta er st&oacute;rfur&eth;ulegt &amp; mj&ouml;g &ouml;&eth;ruv&iacute;si. En samt mj&ouml;g gaman &amp; pott&thorn;&eacute;tt mj&ouml;g &thorn;roskandi vegna &thorn;ess a&eth; stelpur geta veri&eth; skr&iacute;tnar &iacute; umgengni. Stelpurnar h&eacute;rna eru samt svo mismunandi! &THORN;a&eth; er fyndi&eth; a&eth; koma &uacute;r umhverfi &thorn;ar sem &thorn;a&eth; eru bara &eacute;g, Eyd&iacute;s, Kata &amp; Jenn&yacute; &iacute; umhverfi &thorn;ar sem eru 9 &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;ir &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g get fari&eth; &amp; fundi&eth; stelpur! Funnyfunny.<br /><br />Hey! &Eacute;g er a&eth; fara til Wisconsin &aacute; morgun! &Eacute;g komst a&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; &iacute; g&aelig;r a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri bara h&aacute;lft&iacute;ma keyrsla &thorn;anga&eth; svo a&eth; Sheena (&thorn;ri&eth;ja &aacute;rs nemi sem er awesome!) &amp; Erin Olander &aelig;tla a&eth; fara me&eth; mig &thorn;anga&eth;! &THORN;a&eth; ver&eth;ur fj&oacute;r&eth;a Bandar&iacute;kjafylki&eth; sem &eacute;g heims&aelig;ki ;; so far hef &eacute;g fari&eth; til Massachusetts, New Hampshire &amp; Illinois. &Aacute; lei&eth;inni til Fl&oacute;r&iacute;da mun &eacute;g svo keyra &iacute; gegnum nokkur fylki &iacute; vi&eth;b&oacute;t svo a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur gaman =)<br /><br />&Eacute;g er l&iacute;ka a&eth; fara a&eth; fara &aacute; fullt af &aelig;fingum - s&uacute; fyrsta er &aacute; morgun klukkan eitt - fyrir fer&eth;ina m&iacute;na til Fl&oacute;r&iacute;da. M&aacute;li&eth; er nefnilega a&eth; vi&eth; munum vera &iacute; ca viku a&eth; fer&eth;ast um &amp; gera fullt af skemmtilegum &thorn;j&oacute;nustuhlutum. Vi&eth; erum a&eth; fara a&eth; &aelig;fa svona Human Video (drama stuff) eins &amp; krakkarnir ger&eth;u &thorn;egar &thorn;au komu til okkar. Haha! &THORN;a&eth; ver&eth;ur mj&ouml;g &aacute;hugavert a&eth; taka &thorn;&aacute;tt &iacute; svolei&eth;is.<br /><br />Anywho, &thorn;&aacute; &aacute;tti &thorn;etta a&eth; vera stutt en &thorn;ar sem a&eth; &eacute;g er alveg einstaklega &aacute;hugaver&eth; manneskja &amp; get alltaf fundi&eth; eitthva&eth; meira til a&eth; segja en nau&eth;synlegt er &aacute;n &thorn;ess a&eth; segja allt sem &eacute;g g&aelig;ti sagt um vikuna m&iacute;na &thorn;&aacute; er &thorn;etta langt.<br /><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Myndirnar ver&eth;a samt a&eth; b&iacute;&eth;a betri t&iacute;ma.<br />&Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; reyna a&eth; vera duglegri a&eth; taka myndir eeeen &thorn;a&eth; er erfitt a&eth; venja sig &aacute; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; vera alltaf me&eth; myndav&eacute;lina uppi vi&eth;.<br /><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>&Eacute;g elska ykkur!<br /></strong></span>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogSjö]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/spujuv.jpg" alt="a" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><font size="3"><strong>S</strong></font>uma daga &iacute;huga &eacute;g &thorn;a&eth; verulega a&eth; gerast feministi en s&iacute;&eth;an &thorn;egar &eacute;g hugsa mig betur um &thorn;&aacute; held &eacute;g a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; yr&eth;i of mikil vinna. Ma&eth;ur &thorn;arf a&eth; hneykslast yfir hinu &amp; &thorn;essu og &eacute;g nenni &thorn;v&iacute; bara alls ekki. L&aelig;t m&eacute;r n&aelig;gja &thorn;au &ouml;rf&aacute;u skipti &thorn;ar sem a&eth; &eacute;g hneykslast fyrir h&ouml;nd feministanna. Eitt af &thorn;essum skiptum var &iacute; dag og &thorn;egar &eacute;g hugsa um &thorn;a&eth; &thorn;&aacute; ver&eth;a flest &thorn;essi skipti &iacute; H&uacute;sasmi&eth;junni. &THORN;annig er n&uacute; m&aacute;l me&eth; vexti a&eth; &iacute; h&aacute;deginu &iacute; dag &thorn;&aacute; kom kona inn &iacute; b&uacute;&eth;ina og spur&eth;i um parketnagla. &Eacute;g var n&uacute; ekki alveg viss hva&eth; &thorn;a&eth; var en f&oacute;r n&uacute; samt me&eth; hana &iacute; nagladeildina &amp; st&oacute;&eth; &thorn;ar og leita&eth;i. &THORN;&aacute; kom &thorn;essi &oacute;borganlega setning<strong>::</strong><br /><br /><div align="right">&quot;Er ekki einhver <font color="#3366ff"><em>karlma&eth;ur</em></font> sem getur hj&aacute;lpa&eth; m&eacute;r a&eth; finna &thorn;&aacute;.&quot;<br /><br /><div align="justify"><font size="3"><strong>E</strong></font>kki bara hvort a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri einhver starfsma&eth;ur sem a&eth; g&aelig;ti hj&aacute;lpa&eth; henni heldur var&eth; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; vera karlma&eth;ur. &Eacute;g sag&eth;i hana a&eth; &eacute;g &aelig;tla&eth;i a&eth; fara a&eth; spyrja Au&eth;i a&eth; &thorn;essu og me&eth; lei&eth;beiningum fr&aacute; henni sta&eth;setti &eacute;g parketnaglanna og seldi konunni nokkur stykki. En j&aacute; &thorn;etta er eitthva&eth; sem hefur gerst nokkrum sinnum; konur sem a&eth; spyrja hvort a&eth; str&aacute;karnir viti ekki eitthva&eth; meira um &thorn;etta. &Aacute;st&aelig;&eth;an fyrir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &eacute;g veit ekki alltaf um allt er ekki s&uacute; a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; <font><em>kvenkyns</em> </font>heldur er h&uacute;n s&uacute; a&eth; &eacute;g hef bara unni&eth; &thorn;arna s&iacute;&eth;an &iacute; ma&iacute;.<br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>&Aacute;</strong></font> morgun er s&iacute;&eth;asti vinnudagurinn minn! Jibb&yacute;k&oacute;la &amp; appels&iacute;nudj&uacute;s! T&iacute;u t&iacute;mar eftir &amp; &thorn;&aacute; er ekki meiri naglar &amp; m&aacute;lning &amp; timbursala &amp; p&iacute;pudeild fyrir mig. M&eacute;r reyndar l&iacute;ka&eth;i rosalega vel vi&eth; &thorn;essa vinnu. Haha! Ver&eth;ur eiginlega h&aacute;lf skr&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; vera ekki &iacute; H&uacute;sasmi&eth;junni t&iacute;u t&iacute;ma &aacute; dag. En &eacute;g hlakka l&iacute;ka &oacute;tr&uacute;lega miki&eth; til a&eth; fara aftur &iacute; sk&oacute;lann. &AElig;tla a&eth; nota mi&eth;vikudaginn til a&eth; pakka ni&eth;ur &amp; eitthva&eth; f&iacute;ner&iacute;. Fimmtudagurinn fer svo &iacute; a&eth; f&iacute;n&iacute;sera allt saman og svo fer &eacute;g &iacute; V&ouml;lvufelli&eth;. Sk&oacute;linn byrjar nefnilega &aacute; f&ouml;studaginn. &Eacute;g er rosalega spennt fyrir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; byrja en samt frekar stressu&eth; &thorn;ar sem a&eth; &thorn;etta ver&eth;ur allt &ouml;&eth;ru v&iacute;si en &iacute; fyrra. Haha, en &eacute;g hef &thorn;&oacute; alla vega Eyd&iacute;si ef &thorn;etta ver&eth;ur yfir&thorn;yrmandi. &Eacute;g er farin a&eth; sakna hlj&oacute;&eth;anna sem h&uacute;n gefur fr&aacute; s&eacute;r r&eacute;tt &aacute;&eth;ur en h&uacute;n sofnar &amp; l&iacute;ka farin a&eth; sakna &thorn;ess &thorn;egar vi&eth; spj&ouml;llu&eth;um okkur &iacute; svefn. Ahh, good times.<br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>&THORN;</strong></font>a&eth; er reyndar alveg &oacute;tr&uacute;lega skr&iacute;ti&eth; &amp; s&aacute;rt a&eth; &thorn;urfa a&eth; yfirgefa yndislegu fj&ouml;lskylduna m&iacute;na. &Eacute;g er alltaf a&eth; &aacute;tta mig betur og betur &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; er svo sannarlega Gu&eth; sem a&eth; gefur okkur fj&ouml;lskyldur okkar. Fj&ouml;lskyldan m&iacute;n er &thorn;annig ger&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g get alltaf treyst &aacute; hana hvort sem er til a&eth; hugga mig e&eth;a gle&eth;ja mig. H&uacute;n gefur m&eacute;r sj&aacute;lfstraust &amp; elskar mig sama hva&eth; &eacute;g geri, &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; h&uacute;n sam&thorn;ykki kannski ekki allt sem &eacute;g geri. &Eacute;g er svo &thorn;akkl&aacute;t Gu&eth;i fyrir a&eth; hafa gefi&eth; m&eacute;r &thorn;essa fj&ouml;lskyldu. &hearts;<br /> <div align="center"><br /> <strong>Best &iacute; heimi!<br /> </strong> <div align="left"><br /> Sunneva systir m&iacute;n talar mj&ouml;g skemmtilega <strong>::</strong><br /> <div align="center">Jakob = <strong>Japok</strong><br /> Snakk = <strong>Nask<br /><br /></strong><img src="http://www.reverendfun.com/add_toon_info.php?date=20080811&amp;language=en" alt="a" /><br /> <br /><div align="right"><font color="#ff00ff"><strong>&Aacute;fram KR!</strong></font><br /></div></div> </div> </div> </div></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 20:37:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogSex]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/389601/EitthundradFimmtiuogSex</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/shalo_water/LJxstock3/ffxh2o008.png" alt="a" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><font size="3"><strong>&Eacute;</strong></font>g ver&eth; a&eth; vi&eth;urkenna &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g er mj&ouml;g stolt af &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; vera &Iacute;slendingur &thorn;essa dagana, &thorn;&aacute; s&eacute;rstaklega &iacute; dag. Ef a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; hefur ekki hugmynd um af hverju &thorn;&aacute; g&aelig;ti hugsast a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; hafir b&uacute;i&eth; &iacute; kassa undir Kringlunni s&iacute;&eth;ustu daga. En samt ekki, &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; hef&eth;ir eflaust fr&eacute;tt af gl&aelig;stu afreki str&aacute;kanna &quot;okkar&quot; <strong>[</strong>kj&aacute;nalegt a&eth; eigna s&eacute;r &thorn;&aacute; &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur &thorn;ekkir &thorn;&aacute; ekki <em>baun</em><strong>]</strong>. &Iacute;slenska handboltalandsli&eth;i&eth; var a&eth; koma &quot;heim&quot; <font color="#ff00ff"><em>b&uacute;a &thorn;eir ekki flestir erlendis? </em></font>&amp; &thorn;eim var fagna&eth; &aacute;kaft. &Eacute;g fylgdist n&uacute; bara me&eth; &iacute; sj&oacute;nvarpinu og fannst &thorn;etta allt vera <strong>svo </strong>yndislegt.<br />M&eacute;r fannst yndislegt &thorn;egar &thorn;eir hittu fj&ouml;lskyldur s&iacute;nar &amp; m&eacute;r fannst yndislegt &thorn;egar &thorn;eir voru ni&eth;ri &aacute; Arnarh&oacute;li. Svo toppa&eth;i &thorn;a&eth; yndislegheitin &thorn;egar &thorn;eir voru s&aelig;mdir f&aacute;lkaor&eth;unni. &THORN;eir &aacute;ttu &thorn;a&eth; fyllilega skili&eth;. :]<br /><br />Fyrst a&eth; &eacute;g er komin &iacute; vi&eth;urkenningarg&iacute;rinn &thorn;&aacute; ver&eth; &eacute;g l&iacute;ka a&eth; vi&eth;urkenna fyrir ykkur a&eth; &eacute;g er <em>sm&aacute;</em> skotin &iacute; einum handboltakappa. Held a&eth; mamma m&iacute;n hafi &aacute;tta&eth; sig &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &aacute;&eth;an &thorn;egar &eacute;g brosti &uacute;t af eyrum; &thorn;a&eth; var nefnilega veri&eth; a&eth; taka vi&eth;tal vi&eth; hann. Haha! &Uacute;ltramega<strong>kj&aacute;nalegt</strong> en satt. &THORN;a&eth; m&aelig;tti halda a&eth; &eacute;g v&aelig;ri fj&oacute;rt&aacute;n &aacute;ra sk&oacute;lastelpa me&eth; sm&aacute; <em>crush </em>&aacute; einhvern fr&aelig;gan erlendan leikara. En nei, &thorn;etta er bara &eacute;g. N&aelig;stum &thorn;v&iacute; &aacute;tj&aacute;n &aacute;ra stelpa sem a&eth; hefur heillast &ouml;rl&iacute;ti&eth; af pers&oacute;nut&ouml;frum Loga Geirssonar. J&aacute;j&aacute;, kemur &aacute; &oacute;vart e&eth;a ekki.<strong> [:</strong><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><img src="http://mbl.is/frimg/4/76/476805.jpg" alt="a" width="499" height="265" /><br /><br />&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;<br /><br /><img src="http://www.logi-geirsson.de/img/01042008.jpg" alt="a" width="233" height="350" /><br /><div align="right">En &eacute;g er farin a&eth; bor&eth;a kanilsn&uacute;&eth;a<br /><em>&amp; hnerra.</em><br />&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;<br /><br /></div></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 22:32:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogFimm]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/389072/EitthundradFimmtiuogFimm</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z55/bilikiicons2/POST%2055/72.png" alt="a" width="100" height="100" />&nbsp;&nbsp; <img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/ibkqz6.jpg" alt="Trallalla" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><font size="3">E</font></strong>ftir mj&ouml;g &oacute;formlega k&ouml;nnun &thorn;&aacute; hef &eacute;g komist a&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; einhverjir lesa &thorn;etta blogg &amp; &aacute; me&eth;an &eacute;g hef enn&thorn;&aacute; mikla tj&aacute;ningar&thorn;&ouml;rf og f&oacute;lk hefur &aacute;huga &aacute; a&eth; lesa &thorn;a&eth; sem &eacute;g tj&aacute;i mig um &thorn;&aacute; b&yacute;st &eacute;g vi&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g kallist <em>bloggari</em>. E&eth;a eitthva&eth; svolei&eth;is.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><font size="3"><strong>A</strong></font>nywho, &thorn;&aacute; f&oacute;r &eacute;g &aacute; The Dark Knight me&eth; Hugr&uacute;nu um daginn, <strong>loksins loksins loksins. </strong>Og &eacute;g get fullvissa&eth; ykkur um &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g var&eth; ekki fyrir vonbrig&eth;um. St&oacute;rg&oacute;&eth; mynd enda fr&aacute;b&aelig;rir leikarar og leikstj&oacute;ri. Ef &eacute;g v&aelig;ri &thorn;&uacute; &thorn;&aacute; myndi &eacute;g tj&eacute;kka &aacute; mynd sem heitir The Prestige &amp; einnig &aacute; Batman Begins ef &thorn;&uacute; hefur ekki &thorn;egar s&eacute;&eth; &thorn;&aelig;r. &Eacute;g fylgi a&eth; sj&aacute;lfs&ouml;g&eth;u fj&ouml;ldanum &amp; f&iacute;la&eth;i j&oacute;kerinn &iacute; t&aelig;tlur. M&eacute;r fannst hann l&iacute;ka <font color="#ff00ff"><strong>endalaust </strong><font color="#000000">fyndinn; hl&oacute; &aacute; M J &Ouml; G &oacute;vi&eth;eigandi st&ouml;&eth;um &amp; svo &aacute; fleiri vi&eth;eigandi st&ouml;&eth;um. &Eacute;g f&oacute;r l&iacute;ka &iacute; afm&aelig;li til Hafsteins &amp; Hafli&eth;a um daginn. Alltaf gaman a&eth; hitta fullt fullt af f&oacute;lki. Sautj&aacute;nda &aacute;g&uacute;st f&oacute;r &eacute;g &iacute; eitt stykki br&uacute;&eth;kaup. &THORN;a&eth; voru Sunna&amp;Hjalti sem a&eth; &aacute;kv&aacute;&eth;u a&eth; ver&eth;a hj&oacute;n. Mj&ouml;g falleg hj&oacute;n. &THORN;a&eth; falleg hj&oacute;n a&eth; &eacute;g f&eacute;kk t&aacute;r &iacute; augun &iacute; br&uacute;&eth;kaupinu. [=<br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>N</strong></font>&yacute;li&eth;in helgi var mj&ouml;g f&iacute;n. Byrja&eth;i &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; fara &iacute; &aacute;tj&aacute;n &aacute;ra afm&aelig;li til Birnu fr&aelig;nku &aacute; f&ouml;studagskv&ouml;ldinu. Hel&iacute;um &amp; fleira skemmtilegt! &Aacute; laugardaginn f&oacute;r svo austur til pabba &amp; skunda&eth;ist me&eth; <em>hele familien </em>&aacute; eitt stykki landb&uacute;na&eth;ars&yacute;ningu. J&aacute; &thorn;&uacute; last r&eacute;tt. <strong>Landb&uacute;na&eth;ars&yacute;ningu.</strong> Pabbi minn er svo mikill b&oacute;ndi sj&aacute;&eth;u til. Vi&eth; vorum &thorn;ar alveg til sex, f&oacute;rum svo heim a&eth; bor&eth;a &amp; komum svo aftur &aacute; kv&ouml;ldv&ouml;kuna. Kv&ouml;ldvakan var miki&eth; stu&eth; e&eth;a alla vega voru Ve&eth;urgu&eth;irnir &thorn;a&eth;. Rosalega gaman a&eth; syngja &amp; dansa. &Eacute;g komst l&iacute;ka a&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; tveir &uacute;r hlj&oacute;msveitinni voru me&eth; m&eacute;r &iacute; grunnsk&oacute;la! &Eacute;g haf&eth;i ekki gr&aelig;nan Gu&eth;mund um &thorn;a&eth;. Kv&ouml;ldi&eth; enda&eth;i svo &aacute; ni&eth;udrepandi &Aacute;rna Johnsen &amp; fr&aacute;b&aelig;rri flugeldas&yacute;ningu! Menningarn&oacute;tt hva&eth;?<br />Sunnudagurinn var svo tekinn &Oacute;lymp&iacute;ulega snemma. Horf&eth;i &aacute; einhverja mynd &amp; bor&eth;a&eth;i p&ouml;nnuk&ouml;kur hj&aacute; &ouml;mmu. Yndisleg helgi. <strong>(=</strong><br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>&THORN;</strong></font>essa dagana er &eacute;g bara mj&ouml;g spennt yfir n&aelig;sta vetri. &Eacute;g f&oacute;r &aacute; fund &aacute; fimmtudaginn var&eth;andi unglingastarfi&eth; &amp; &thorn;a&eth; er margt spennandi a&eth; fara a&eth; gerast. Alla vega hj&aacute; m&eacute;r. Og svo veit &eacute;g a&eth; Gu&eth; &aelig;tlar a&eth; gera st&oacute;rkostlega hluti. Sk&oacute;linn byrjar &aacute; f&ouml;studaginn &iacute; n&aelig;stu viku <strong>5.september </strong>og &eacute;g h&aelig;tti a&eth; vinna &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judaginn. &Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; vera eins lengi og &eacute;g get heima &thorn;annig a&eth; Eyd&iacute;s! &THORN;&uacute; ver&eth;ur a&eth; passa r&uacute;mi&eth; mitt vandlega!<br /><br /></font></font><div align="center"><font color="#ff00ff"><font color="#000000"><strong><font size="3">H</font></strong>ey! &Eacute;g gleymdi n&aelig;stum &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; minnast &aacute; hva&eth; handbolti er &uacute;ltra<strong>mega</strong>k&uacute;l &thorn;essa dagana. Silfur fosho. [=<br /></font></font><img src="http://mbl.is/frimg/4/76/476484.jpg" alt="a" width="511" height="312" /><br /><div align="right"><br /><br />Til ykkar<br /></div></div></div></div></div><div align="right"> &hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;</div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogFjögur]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/387629/EitthundradFimmtiuogFjogur</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg102/shivering_image/Icons/pooh38.png" alt="a" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Les einhver &thorn;etta?<br /><br /><div align="right"><strong>Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair<br /></strong><em>and out of my mind.</em><br /></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 20:37:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogÞrjú]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/385795/EitthundradFimmtiuogThrju</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v227/photoimpression/Batch%205/th_l1-2.jpg" alt="Afr&iacute;kus" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify">&THORN;a&eth; er alltaf jafn skemmtilegt a&eth; lesa g&ouml;mul blogg. &THORN;a&eth; er l&iacute;ka mj&ouml;g hvetjandi a&eth; lesa g&ouml;mul blogg &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; n&uacute; langar mig til a&eth; blogga meira svo a&eth; &eacute;g geti l&iacute;ka lesi&eth; &thorn;etta blogg eftir tv&ouml; &aacute;r &amp; skemmt m&eacute;r konunglega yfir &thorn;v&iacute; hva&eth; &eacute;g var <strong>[</strong><font color="#ff00ff">e&eth;a er</font><strong>]</strong> mikill kj&aacute;ni. Fyrst af &ouml;llu vil &eacute;g tilkynna ykkur &ouml;llum a&eth; hlusta &aacute; hlj&oacute;msveit sem heitir <em><font color="#ff00ff">Leeland</font>.</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>www.myspace.com/leelandmusic</strong>&nbsp;&nbsp; &THORN;a&eth; besta vi&eth; M&aelig;speis er a&eth; ma&eth;ur getur fundi&eth; endalaust af hlj&oacute;msveitum &thorn;ar &amp; best er &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur dettur inn &aacute; hlj&oacute;msveit sem a&eth; ma&eth;ur f&iacute;lar &iacute; botn. Toppurinn &aacute; Leeland-tilverunni minni var &thorn;egar &eacute;g rakst &aacute; disk me&eth; &thorn;eim &aacute; Kotm&oacute;ti; &eacute;g keypti hann a&eth; sj&aacute;lfs&ouml;g&eth;u og hef n&uacute; lifa&eth; hamingjusamlega &iacute; viku me&eth; Leeland &iacute; eyrunum.<br /><br />Kotm&oacute;t, Kotm&oacute;t, Kotm&oacute;t. &Eacute;g veit ekki alveg hva&eth; er h&aelig;gt a&eth; segja um Kotm&oacute;t. &THORN;a&eth; var allt svo <font color="#ff00ff">fri&eth;s&aelig;lt <font color="#000000">einhvern veginn.</font></font> Engar dramat&iacute;skar sveiflur, hvorki upp n&eacute; ni&eth;ur, heldur bara r&oacute;leg vell&iacute;&eth;an allt&iacute;gegnum m&oacute;ti&eth;. &amp; mi&eth;a&eth; vi&eth; s&iacute;&eth;asta Kotm&oacute;t &thorn;&aacute; er &thorn;a&eth; bara mj&ouml;g <strong>gott.</strong>&nbsp; &Eacute;g get vitna&eth; um &thorn;a&eth; h&eacute;r &amp; n&uacute; a&eth; s&iacute;&eth;ustu nokkrar vikur &iacute; l&iacute;fi m&iacute;nu hafa veri&eth; mj&ouml;g fri&eth;s&aelig;lar. &THORN;essi yndislegi himneski fri&eth;ur sem bara Jes&uacute;s getur gefi&eth; manni. M&eacute;r finnst mj&ouml;g mikilv&aelig;gt a&eth; f&aacute; a&eth; upplifa &thorn;ennan fri&eth; af &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; fyrir &aacute;ri &thorn;&aacute; var allt &iacute; ruglinu hj&aacute; m&eacute;r. Fullt af breytingum sem a&eth; ger&eth;u &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; verkum a&eth; &eacute;g var mj&ouml;g &oacute;r&oacute;leg og stressu&eth;. En n&uacute;na n&yacute;t &eacute;g &thorn;ess bara a&eth; vita ekki alveg hva&eth; er a&eth; fara a&eth; gerast &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &eacute;g veit a&eth; l&iacute;f mitt er &iacute; bestu h&ouml;ndunum, h&ouml;ndum Gu&eth;s.<br /><br />&Eacute;g var vo&eth;a dugleg um daginn &amp; var heillengi <strong>[</strong><font color="#ff00ff"><em>alltoflengi</em></font><strong>]</strong> <font color="#000000">ein heima me&eth; afa &aacute; me&eth;an fj&ouml;lskyldan skrapp &iacute; fr&iacute;. &Aacute;tti reyndar &iacute; sm&aacute; erfi&eth;leikum me&eth; a&eth; vakna &aacute; r&eacute;ttum t&iacute;ma en eftir a&eth; hafa sofi&eth; yfir mig einn laugardaginn <strong>[</strong><em>&thorn;egar &eacute;g m&aelig;ti 10 en ekki 8</em><strong>]</strong> &thorn;&aacute; &aacute;kva&eth; &eacute;g a&eth; vera sm&aacute; skyns&ouml;m &amp; fara almennt s&eacute;&eth; fyrr a&eth; sofa. Til a&eth; vera algj&ouml;rlega &ouml;rugg um a&eth; vakna l&aelig;t &eacute;g b&aelig;&eth;i s&iacute;mann minn &amp; vekjaraklukku hringja &aacute; morgnana &amp; &eacute;g skal sko segja &thorn;&eacute;r a&eth; &eacute;g vakna!</font><br /><br />Elskan m&iacute;n h&uacute;n Hugr&uacute;n bau&eth; m&eacute;r &iacute; mat um daginn &amp; &thorn;a&eth; var <strong>yndislegt </strong>kv&ouml;ld. Vi&eth; h&ouml;f&eth;um ekki hist &iacute; meira en &aacute;r en &thorn;a&eth; var bara eins og vi&eth; hef&eth;um hist daginn &aacute;&eth;ur. D&aacute;samlegt! Vi&eth; t&ouml;lu&eth;um svo rosalega miki&eth; saman a&eth; vi&eth; h&ouml;f&eth;um varla t&iacute;ma til a&eth; bor&eth;a d&yacute;rindis steikina hennar Hugr&uacute;nar sem h&uacute;n brenndi bara sm&aacute;! Vi&eth; &aelig;tlum a&eth; endurtaka &thorn;essa fr&aacute;b&aelig;ru samverustund &aacute; fimmtudaginn &amp; skella okkur &aacute; The Dark Knight &iacute; kvikmyndah&uacute;s. J&aacute; &eacute;g veit, &eacute;g er <strong>leim</strong> - ekki b&uacute;in a&eth; sj&aacute; Heath Ledger &iacute; s&iacute;nu besta hlutverki.<br /><br /><div align="right">Flott flott, farin a&eth; horfa &aacute; The Evidence <br />&amp; vera <strong>leim </strong>me&eth; foreldrum m&iacute;num.<br /></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 21:59:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogTvö]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/380833/EitthundradFimmtiuogTvo</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a358/amethystia/Icons/stock/03.png" alt="a" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="left"><div align="center">&quot;Ertu &aacute; lausu vinan?&quot;<br /><div align="justify"><br />Stundum &thorn;egar &eacute;g er &iacute; vinnunni &amp; einhver vi&eth;skiptavinur spyr mig a&eth; &thorn;essu &thorn;&aacute; langar mig til a&eth; koma me&eth; rosalega <em>heimskuleg </em>sv&ouml;r. &THORN;a&eth; fyrsta og mest auglj&oacute;sasta er a&eth; spyrja f&oacute;lki&eth; &aacute; m&oacute;ti hva&eth; hj&uacute;skaparsta&eth;a m&iacute;n komi &thorn;eim vi&eth;.&nbsp; Hin sv&ouml;rin eru mismunandi &amp; misbitur eftir &thorn;v&iacute; hva&eth;a dagur er hj&aacute; m&eacute;r, hvort &eacute;g er <strong>s&uacute;pergl&ouml;&eth; </strong>og hj&aacute;lps&ouml;m &uacute;t &iacute; ystu &aelig;sar e&eth;a hvort a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; &ouml;murlega <strong>&thorn;reytt </strong>og pirr&iacute;p&uacute;.<br />&Eacute;g s&aacute; samt k&iacute;mnina &iacute; &thorn;essu &aacute;&eth;an &thorn;egar einhver kona spur&eth;i Gunnar a&eth; &thorn;essu: &quot;Ertu &aacute; lausu vinur?&quot;. &Eacute;g for&eth;a&eth;i m&eacute;r mj&ouml;g hratt burt fr&aacute; atvikinu &amp; brosti eins og kisinn &iacute; L&iacute;su &iacute; Undralandi. &THORN;&uacute; veist, &thorn;essi fj&oacute;lubl&aacute;i &oacute;s&yacute;nilegi sem a&eth; er alls sta&eth;ar &amp; svo ver&eth;ur alltaf brosi&eth; eftir.<br /><br />&Iacute; morgun vakna&eth;i &eacute;g &aacute; mj&ouml;g &oacute;heppilegum t&iacute;ma. Augun opnu&eth;ust &aacute; slaginu &aacute;tta, verst samt a&eth; &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; augnabliki &aacute;tti &eacute;g a&eth; vera a&eth; m&aelig;ta &iacute; vinnuna. Segjum bara a&eth; &eacute;g hafi veri&eth; mj&ouml;g flj&oacute;t a&eth; koma m&eacute;r &iacute; f&ouml;tin, &uacute;t &iacute; b&iacute;l og &iacute; vinnuna. Takk<strong>takk</strong>takk.<br /><br /><div align="center">&amp; n&uacute;na &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; fara a&eth; horfa &aacute; <strong>fr&aacute;b&aelig;ran </strong>&thorn;&aacute;tt.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.sitcom.co.uk/it_crowd/images/itcrowd5.jpg" alt="a" width="400" height="300" /><br /><div align="right">The It Crowd;<br />Moss er <strong>bestur</strong>.<br /></div></div></div></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 20:43:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[//EitthundraðFimmtíuogEitt]]></title>
		<link>http://frilsi.bloggar.is/blogg/379939/EitthundradFimmtiuogEitt</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v633/xxpruexx/Icons/New%20Stocks/208.jpg" alt="a" width="100" height="100" /><br /><br /><div align="center">&Iacute; dag afgreiddi &eacute;g b&aelig;&eth;i J&uacute;l&iacute;us Sesar &amp; &ouml;fugugga.<br />&amp; &eacute;g er &iacute; h&aacute;degismat.<br />Fr&oacute;&eth;legt a&eth; sj&aacute; hva&eth; restin af deginum f&aelig;rir me&eth; s&eacute;r.<br /><br /><div align="right">J&uacute;l&iacute;us Sesar = Julio Cezar <strong>[</strong>vi&eth;skiptavinur<strong>]<br /></strong>&Ouml;fuguggi = verkf&aelig;ri<br /><br />H&uacute;sasmi&eth;jan er &aelig;&eth;i.<br /></div></div></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 12:50:50 +0000</pubDate>
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