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		<title><![CDATA[Komin heim...:)]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/437321/Komin_heim</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>J&aelig;ja &eacute;g &aacute;kva&eth; a&eth; skrifa nokkrar l&iacute;nur svona til a&eth; f&oacute;lk gefist ekki alveg upp &aacute; &thorn;essu bloggi m&iacute;nu... j&aacute;mms &eacute;g er semsagt eins og al&thorn;j&oacute;&eth; veit b&uacute;in a&eth; vera veik s&iacute;&eth;ustu 7 vikurnar... &Eacute;g f&eacute;kk &thorn;essar d&yacute;rindis heilab&oacute;lgur og var bara n&aelig;r dau&eth;a en l&iacute;fi... En &eacute;g n&aacute;&eth;i m&eacute;r &aacute; strik og eftir tv&aelig;r vikur &aacute; Grens&aacute;s &iacute; endurh&aelig;fingu var &eacute;g talin vera n&oacute;gu hress til a&eth; komast heim. <br />&THORN;a&eth; var engin sm&aacute; hamingja a&eth; komast heim ma&eth;ur... hitta d&oacute;ttur m&iacute;na og geta bara veri&eth; me&eth; henni... En a&eth; komast upp&uacute;r &thorn;essum veikindum er ekkert au&eth;velt og mun&nbsp;greinilega taka mj&ouml;g langan t&iacute;ma... fyrst eftir a&eth; &eacute;g kom heim var &eacute;g a&eth; deyja &uacute;r &oacute;gle&eth;i og vi&eth;bj&oacute;&eth;i en svo f&eacute;kk &eacute;g magab&oacute;lgut&ouml;flur og &thorn;a&eth; er fari&eth; a&eth; mestu... er svoldi&eth; &oacute;glatt &aacute; morgnana (neibb ekki &oacute;l&eacute;tt - ekki nema eftir Gu&eth; &thorn;&aacute;). <br /><br />En &thorn;egar &thorn;v&iacute; var loki&eth; kom sviminn... hann er enn&thorn;&aacute; &thorn;essi elska og vill ekki fara... &THORN;a&eth; er n&aelig;stum jafn pirrandi og &oacute;gle&eth;in nema &eacute;g get kannski gert a&eth;eins meira... &THORN;egar mig fer a&eth; svima f&aelig; &eacute;g h&ouml;fu&eth;verk og &thorn;egar &eacute;g f&aelig; h&ouml;fu&eth;verk fer m&eacute;r a&eth; ver&eth;a &oacute;glatt... jei... svona er einmitt dagurinn b&uacute;inn a&eth; vera &iacute; dag, helv&iacute;tis hausverkur og &oacute;gle&eth;i... ekki gaman. <br /><br />&THORN;a&eth; sem &eacute;g hef l&aelig;rt l&iacute;ka &iacute; &thorn;essum veikindum a&eth; j&aacute;kv&aelig;&eth;ni er allt!!! Ma&eth;ur er svo flj&oacute;tur a&eth; s&ouml;kkva s&eacute;r ni&eth;ur &iacute; sj&aacute;lfsvorkun og neikv&aelig;&eth;ni a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; er &oacute;tr&uacute;legt... &eacute;g ver&eth; lengi a&eth; laga mig andlega eftir &thorn;etta, &eacute;g er l&iacute;ka svo hr&aelig;dd um a&eth; ver&eth;a aftur veik, &thorn;.e. gera eitthva&eth; vitlaust svo &eacute;g veikist aftur. &eacute;g ver&eth; lengi a&eth; koma m&eacute;r &iacute; a&eth; vera r&oacute;leg og sj&aacute; a&eth; &eacute;g ver&eth; ekki veik aftur. En &eacute;g er i &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;essa dagana a&eth; reyna a&eth; styrkja mig, b&aelig;&eth;i andlega og l&iacute;kamlega. &Eacute;g fer &aacute; hverjum degi til Mikka &aacute; g&ouml;ngubretti og &iacute; t&aelig;kin og finn strax mun &aacute; m&eacute;r, a&eth;eins eftir eina viku... <br /><br />&Eacute;g bi&eth; a&eth; heilsa &iacute; bili, en j&aacute; &eacute;g er allavega komin heim og ekki lengur eins veik og eg var, &thorn;etta kemur allt ;)</p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 18:51:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Vištal 3]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/435166/Vidtal_3</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp; N&aelig;sti vi&eth;m&aelig;landi minn er st&oacute;rb&oacute;ndi h&eacute;rna &iacute; h&eacute;ra&eth;inu... </p>
<p>&nbsp;<img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2328/112/67/893245025/n893245025_5941161_6897.jpg" alt="" width="604" height="453" /></p>
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<li><span style="color: #800080;">1. &THORN;&uacute; munt heita hva&eth;? Og hverra manna ertu og hva&eth;an?</span></li>
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<p><strong>Gunnar &THORN;orgeirsson, undan pabba og m&ouml;mmu, Efri-Fitjum &iacute; </strong><strong>FITJ&Aacute;RDAL. </strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">2. &THORN;&uacute; ert me&eth; tonn af sau&eth;f&eacute; ekki satt? Hva&eth; eru skj&aacute;turnar margar? </span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>64,5 tonn af sau&eth;f&eacute;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; en &iacute; t&ouml;lu eru &thorn;&aelig;r um 810 </strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">3. Hverjar eru &thorn;&iacute;nar a&eth;al&aacute;herslur &iacute; sau&eth;fj&aacute;rr&aelig;ktinni?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>R&aelig;kta fallegar og g&oacute;&eth;ar kindur</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">4. Talar&eth;u oft vi&eth; rollurnar &thorn;&iacute;nar? Og ef svo er, um hva&eth; spjalli&eth; &thorn;i&eth;?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>J&aacute; &aacute; hverjum degi og oft &aacute; dag, g&oacute;&eth;an daginn og kve&eth; &thorn;&aelig;r a&eth; kveldi</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">5. Hva&eth; er &thorn;a&eth; klaufalegasta sem hefur komi&eth; fyrir &thorn;ig &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; ert &iacute; glasi?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Datt og f&eacute;kk tvo skur&eth;i &aacute; h&ouml;fu&eth;i&eth; eftir velheppna&eth; fyrsta part&yacute; hj&aacute; li&eth;i 3 sanna&eth;ist &thorn;ar m&aacute;lsh&aacute;tturinn a&eth; fall er farar heill</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">6. Ertu tr&uacute;a&eth;ur? Af hverju (e&eth;a ekki)?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Tr&uacute;i &aacute; &Iacute;slensku sau&eth;kindina h&uacute;n hefur f&aelig;tt okkur og kl&aelig;tt &iacute; gegnum &aacute;rin og &thorn;a&eth; ber a&eth; &thorn;akka</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">7. Er ekki lei&eth;inlegt a&eth; vera alltaf a&eth; s&aelig;&eth;a beljur? Hvernig datt &thorn;&eacute;r &iacute; hug a&eth; koma &thorn;&eacute;r &iacute; &thorn;etta starf?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Nei alveg magna&eth;, til a&eth; hitta menn</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #800080;">8. &Aacute; skalanum 1 til 10 hversu hot er &eacute;g? Af hverju segir&eth;u &thorn;a&eth;?</span> </li>
</ul>
<p><strong>&THORN;&uacute; f&aelig;r&eth; 5 bara fyrir &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; vera kvenma&eth;ur, svo + 2 fyrir a&eth; vera sveitakerling, + 2 fyrir a&eth; hafa &aacute;huga &aacute; &iacute;slensku sau&eth;kindinni, + a&eth;rir 2 fyrir a&eth; vera &iacute; 2good li&eth;inu og tapa fyrir li&eth;i 3 V&iacute;&eth;i-og Fitj&aacute;rdal. &THORN;annig Eyd&iacute;s &thorn;&uacute; ert svakalega hott </strong></p>
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<li><span style="color: #800080;">9. Hvernig stendur&eth;u &iacute; stj&oacute;rnm&aacute;lum? Hva&eth;a flokk a&eth;hyllist &thorn;&uacute; og af hverju?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Mi&eth;juma&eth;ur. Borgarabyltingu Bjargar Sigur&eth;ar, hef veri&eth; veikur fyrir b&uacute;s&aacute;h&ouml;ldum &iacute; gegnum t&iacute;&eth;ina.</strong></p>
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<li><span style="color: #800080;">10. H&eacute;r &aacute; eftir koma &thorn;r&iacute;r m&aacute;lsh&aelig;ttir. Komdu me&eth; &thorn;&iacute;n t&uacute;lkun &aacute; &thorn;essum m&aacute;lsh&aacute;ttum.</span></li>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p># Illu er best &oacute;loki&eth;. = <strong>Borgar sig ekki a&eth; b&uacute;a til vandr&aelig;&eth;i</strong></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p># Sjaldan fellur r&oacute;ninn langt fr&aacute; fl&ouml;skunni. = <strong>&thorn;yrstur ma&eth;ur &thorn;arf a&eth; drekka</strong></p>
<p># B&aelig;ndur eru b&aelig;ndum verstir og neytendum l&iacute;ka. = <strong>bull</strong></p>
<p><strong># </strong>A&eth; vera annar er ekki til skammar. = <strong>&THORN;eir sem eru ekki f&aelig;ddir sigurvegarar ver&eth;a a&eth; s&aelig;tta sig vi&eth; a&eth; vera &iacute; &ouml;&eth;ru s&aelig;ti.</strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 20:23:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Vištal 2]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/432254/Vidtal_2</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://myndir.cdn.bloggar.is/gallery/16838/34388/4669a8e46fb30.jpg" alt="" width="436" height="393" /><br /><br />Annar vi&eth;m&aelig;landi minn er h&uacute;n S&aelig;a m&iacute;n... <img title="Laughing" src="http://admin.bloggar.is/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Laughing" /><br /><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;<strong>1.&nbsp;&nbsp;</strong><strong>Hva&eth; heitir&eth;u og hverra manna ertu?</strong> </span>
<p>Foreldrar m&iacute;nir eru Sigvaldi fr&aacute;&nbsp; &aacute; Dalv&iacute;k og Sigurlaug fr&aacute; K&aacute;lfshamarsv&iacute;k.&nbsp; Pabbi er sonur Sigurveigar fr&aacute; K&oacute;ngsst&ouml;&eth;um &iacute; Svarfa&eth;ardal og J&oacute;ns &uacute;r Svarfa&eth;ardal. Mamma er d&oacute;ttir Margr&eacute;tar P&aacute;lsd&oacute;ttur ... undan Krist&iacute;nu fr&aacute; Bl&oacute;mstuv&ouml;llum en &thorn;eir sem &thorn;ekkja til &aacute; K&aacute;lfshamri hafa eflaust heyrt um hana Kr&iacute;st&iacute;nu &thorn;v&iacute; meiri kvennsk&ouml;rug var vart h&aelig;gt a&eth; finna. En &eacute;g er fr&aacute; Laugarbakka &iacute; Mi&eth;fir&eth;i.<strong>&nbsp;<br /></strong><strong><br /><br /><span style="color: #339966;">2.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></strong><strong><span style="color: #339966;">Hvar ert &thorn;&uacute; a&eth; vinna?</span></strong></p>
<p>N&uacute; j&aacute; &thorn;egar st&oacute;rt er spurt. &Eacute;g vinn &iacute; Grunnsk&oacute;lanum &aacute; Hvammstanga &iacute;&nbsp; 70% starfi og &iacute; &iacute;&thorn;r&oacute;ttami&eth;st&ouml;&eth;inni a&eth;ra hverja helgi. Einnig sem stu&eth;ningsforeldri hj&aacute; f&eacute;lags&thorn;j&oacute;nustunni og pers&oacute;nulegur r&aacute;&eth;gjafi (heitir &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; launase&eth;li). Hef &aacute;tt &thorn;a&eth; til a&eth; taka eina og eina bar e&eth;a pizzuvakt hj&aacute; Kjartani &aacute; S&iacute;r&oacute;p. &Iacute; augnablikinu er &eacute;g &iacute; vettvangsn&aacute;mi &iacute; H&aelig;fingarmi&eth;st&ouml;&eth;inni vi&eth; Sk&oacute;garlund &aacute; Akureyri og er b&uacute;in &thorn;ar &iacute; byrjun ma&iacute;.</p>
<p><strong><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;</span></strong><span style="color: #339966;"><strong>3.&nbsp;&nbsp;</strong><strong>Ertu a&eth; l&aelig;ra eitthva&eth;? Ef svo er, hva&eth; ertu a&eth; l&aelig;ra og hva&eth; ertu b&uacute;in me&eth; miki&eth; af &thorn;v&iacute; n&aacute;mi?</strong></span></p>
<p>&Eacute;g er a&eth; l&aelig;ra &iacute; &thorn;roska&thorn;j&aacute;lfafr&aelig;&eth;i vi&eth; Kennarah&aacute;sk&oacute;lan sem s&iacute;&eth;ar var H&aacute;sk&oacute;li Reykjav&iacute;kur. &Eacute;g er &aacute; &ouml;&eth;ru &aacute;ri. Plani&eth; er a&eth; &uacute;tskrifast vori&eth; 2010 en g&aelig;ti lengst &thorn;v&iacute; &eacute;g b&aelig;ti vi&eth; mig rekstur og sj&oacute;rns&yacute;slu. Ekki &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g &aelig;tli a&eth; vinna vi&eth; rekstur en &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri eflaust gaman a&eth; l&aelig;ra &thorn;a&eth;.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br /><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;</span></strong><span style="color: #339966;"><strong>4.&nbsp;</strong><strong>N&uacute; ert &thorn;&uacute; mikill fer&eth;af&iacute;kill, hva&eth; hefur&eth;u fari&eth; til margra landa? Hva&eth;a land stendur upp&uacute;r a&eth; &thorn;&iacute;nu mati?</strong></span></p>
<p>&Eacute;g hef &ouml;rl&iacute;ti&eth; k&iacute;kt erlendis en stutt s&iacute;&eth;an &thorn;a&eth; byrja&eth;i sem sagt 1995 &thorn;&aacute; f&oacute;r &eacute;g &thorn;essa venjulegu fer&eth; til Benidorm og m&eacute;r hefur aldrei lei&eth;st eins miki&eth;. Fer&eth;amannai&eth;na&eth;urinn &aacute; &thorn;essum s&oacute;lba&eth;str&ouml;ndum er ekki fyrir mig, a&eth; liggja &iacute; s&oacute;lba&eth;i &aacute; daginn og vera &aacute; disk&oacute;tekunum &aacute; n&oacute;ttunni. Nei takk. &Eacute;g er meira fyrir a&eth; sko&eth;a menningu og mannl&iacute;f, s&ouml;gu og mat J</p>
<p>Eftir Sp&aacute;narfer&eth;ina skrapp &eacute;g til F&aelig;reyja sem er alveg fr&aacute;b&aelig;r sta&eth;ur. Svo f&oacute;r &eacute;g &iacute; tjald&uacute;tileigu um &THORN;&yacute;skaland, Austurr&iacute;ki, &Iacute;tal&iacute;u, Frakkland. Mj&ouml;g gaman. Eftir &thorn;a&eth; var &eacute;g &iacute; Bandar&iacute;kjunum, a&eth;allega a&eth; l&aelig;ra a&eth; st&ouml;kkva, fer&eth;u&eth;umst a&eth;allega um Florida. Svo f&oacute;r &eacute;g &iacute; lestarfer&eth; um evr&oacute;pu, &thorn;&aacute; var teki&eth; England, Frakkland, Sp&aacute;nn, M&oacute;nak&oacute;, &Iacute;tal&iacute;a, Grikkland, Austurr&iacute;ki, Sviss, &THORN;&yacute;skaland, Danm&ouml;rk, Noregur, Sv&iacute;&thorn;j&oacute;&eth;, Belg&iacute;a. G&oacute;&eth;ur t&iacute;mi. Svo &thorn;v&aelig;ldist &eacute;g um Sri Lanka. Svo vinnutengt, Kanar&iacute; og f&oacute;r me&eth; m&ouml;mmu &iacute; verslunarfer&eth; til Halifax &iacute; Kanada. Me&eth; Ingibj&ouml;rgu til Bandar&iacute;kjana &iacute; heilaa&eth;ger&eth;ina.&nbsp; Heimsreisan var England, Indland, Tailand, Filippseyjar, Indonesia, Malas&iacute;a, &Aacute;stral&iacute;a, N&yacute;ja Sj&aacute;land, Bandar&iacute;kin, LA, Las Vegas, New York. Encenada &iacute; Mexico. Karb&iacute;skahafi&eth;, Jamaica, Camon eyjar og Cozumel &iacute; Mexiko. Svo var &thorn;a&eth; Afr&iacute;kufer&eth;in g&oacute;&eth;a, Egyptaland, Kenya, Malawi, Tanzania, Zambia, Zimbabwe, Su&eth;ur Afr&iacute;ka, Botswana. Svo er &thorn;a&eth; &oacute;tal skreppit&uacute;rar til vinkvenna og manna &iacute; heiminum eins og Sviss, Sp&aacute;n, K&ouml;ben, London svo eitthva&eth; s&eacute; nefnt. &nbsp;&Eacute;g myndi helst vilja a&eth; b&uacute;a &aacute; N&yacute;ja Sj&aacute;landi, sem er ekki &oacute;svipa&eth; &Iacute;slandi nema bara allt er meira, st&aelig;rri fj&ouml;ll, fleiri kindur J<br /><br /><strong><br /><span style="color: #339966;">5.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></strong><strong><span style="color: #339966;">N&uacute; &aacute;tt &thorn;&uacute; gullfallegan, frekar &oacute;st&yacute;ril&aacute;tan hund sem heitir Garpur. Hversu oft heldur&eth;u a&eth; hann hafi stungi&eth; af fr&aacute; &thorn;&eacute;r? Hversu oft heldur&eth;u a&eth; hann hafi &aelig;st m&oacute;&eth;ur m&iacute;na upp?</span></strong></p>
<p>V&oacute;&oacute;&oacute; ef m&oacute;&eth;ir &thorn;&iacute;n er farin a&eth; gr&aacute;na (sem &eacute;g hef reyndar ekki hugmynd um) &thorn;&aacute; get &eacute;g veri&eth; viss um a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; s&eacute; Garpi a&eth; kenna. Hann hefur nokkrum sinnum stungi&eth; mig af og oftar en ekki fer hann &iacute; heims&oacute;kn &iacute; Grafarkot en hann er allur a&eth; koma til kallinn enda or&eth;in 7 &aacute;ra. &Eacute;g s&aacute; myndina Marley and me og &thorn;a&eth; var eins og &eacute;g v&aelig;ri a&eth; horfa &aacute; &aelig;vis&ouml;gu Garps. Suddalega margt l&iacute;kt me&eth; &thorn;eim tveim.</p>
<p><strong><br />&nbsp;</strong><span style="color: #339966;"><strong>6.&nbsp;&nbsp;</strong><strong>N&uacute; ert &thorn;&uacute; hamingjusamlega &bdquo;gift" honum Brynjari, hver eru framt&iacute;&eth;ar&aacute;form ykkar? Hva&eth; &aelig;tli&eth; &thorn;i&eth; a&eth; ver&eth;a &thorn;egar &thorn;i&eth; ver&eth;i&eth; st&oacute;r?</strong></span></p>
<p>Vi&eth; &aelig;tlum a&eth; ver&eth;a enn st&aelig;rri hehe, &eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; kl&aacute;ra &thorn;roska&thorn;j&aacute;lfan&aacute;mi&eth; og hann &aelig;tlar a&eth; halda sig vi&eth; sj&oacute;inn hvort sem &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;i langir e&eth;a stuttir t&uacute;rar. Framt&iacute;&eth;ar&aacute;formin eru a&eth; hr&uacute;a ni&eth;ur b&ouml;rnum og r&aelig;kta. St&aelig;kka &iacute;b&uacute;afj&ouml;lda &aacute; Laugarbakka um einhver %. &nbsp;Kannski ekki alveg strax, &thorn;a&eth; er veri&eth; a&eth; safna fyrir strupar&uacute;tu. En &thorn;egar vi&eth; byrjum &thorn;&aacute; &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; ropa&eth; &uacute;t &uacute;r m&eacute;r heillri &thorn;j&oacute;&eth;.</p>
<p><strong><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;</span></strong><span style="color: #339966;"><strong>7.&nbsp;&nbsp;</strong><strong>Hver er afsta&eth;a &thorn;&iacute;n til l&iacute;fsins?</strong></span></p>
<p>Nj&oacute;ta &thorn;ess &aacute; me&eth;an ma&eth;ur hefur heilsu. F&oacute;lk &aacute; a&eth; h&aelig;tta a&eth; nurla peningunum undir koddann, allt &iacute; lagi a&eth; eiga varasj&oacute;&eth; en endilega a&eth; gera allt sem &thorn;eim langar. &nbsp;Svo er alltaf best a&eth; koma fram vi&eth; f&oacute;lk eins og &thorn;&uacute; vilt a&eth; f&oacute;lk&nbsp; komi fram vi&eth; &thorn;ig.</p>
<p><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;<strong>8.&nbsp;&nbsp;</strong><strong>&Aacute; skalanum eitt til t&iacute;u, hversu hot er &eacute;g? Og af hverju segir&eth;u &thorn;a&eth;?</strong></span></p>
<p>&Aacute; skalanum eitt til t&iacute;u... hmm &thorn;&aacute; ver&eth; &eacute;g a&eth; segja 9,5 og &aacute;st&aelig;&eth;a &thorn;ess er a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; ert &iacute; flokki fallegustu kvenna sem &eacute;g hef s&eacute;&eth;, j&aacute; og hitt. Svo l&iacute;ka svo d&ouml;muleg og gaman a&eth; fylgjast me&eth; &thorn;&eacute;r &aacute; h&aacute;um h&aelig;lum hehe. J&aacute;kv&aelig;&eth;i og&nbsp; einl&aelig;gt brosi&eth; br&aelig;&eth;ir hvern sem er.. &oacute; mig auma &eacute;g er or&eth;in v&aelig;min</p>
<p><strong><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;</span></strong><span style="color: #339966;">9. </span><strong><span style="color: #339966;">&THORN;&uacute; ert me&eth; pr&oacute;f &iacute; fallhl&iacute;farst&ouml;kki, hvernig er tilfinningin a&eth; vera &iacute; loftinu me&eth; einungis fallhl&iacute;f til bjargar? Hvort er skemmtilegra, fallhl&iacute;farst&ouml;kk e&eth;a teygjust&ouml;kk?</span> </strong></p>
<p>J&aacute; eitt sinn &uacute;tskrifa&eth;is &eacute;g me&eth; AFF pr&oacute;f &iacute; fallhl&iacute;fast&ouml;kki &iacute; Deland &iacute; Florida. Og st&ouml;kk 98 st&ouml;kk b&aelig;&eth;i &uacute;r flugv&eacute;lum og &thorn;yrlum. &THORN;a&eth; var g&oacute;&eth;ur t&iacute;mi.</p>
<p>S&uacute; tilfinning er &aelig;&eth;i, vera frj&aacute;ls eins og fuglinn og l&aacute;ta vindinn leika um &thorn;ig... bara fr&aacute;b&aelig;rt. &Iacute; teygjust&ouml;kki er ma&eth;ur fastur vi&eth; einhverja teygju og &thorn;&uacute; r&aelig;&eth;ir ekki fer&eth;inni eins og &iacute; fallhl&iacute;fast&ouml;kki svo &thorn;ar a&eth; auki er &thorn;&eacute;r kippt til baka, skemmtilegt kikk &iacute; sm&aacute; stund en &iacute; fallhl&iacute;fast&ouml;kkinu ertu lengur a&eth;, &thorn;a&eth; er flugv&eacute;lin svo hoppa &uacute;t og fellur &thorn;&uacute; ni&eth;ur &aacute; margra k&iacute;l&oacute;metra hra&eth;a og endar svo &iacute; fallhl&iacute;f sem &thorn;&uacute; sv&iacute;fur &iacute; til jar&eth;ar og vonast eftir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; lendingin heppnist, annars g&aelig;ti fari&eth; illa. </p>
<p>&nbsp;<strong><span style="color: #339966;">10.&nbsp; </span></strong><strong><span style="color: #339966;">H&eacute;r koma &thorn;r&iacute;r m&aacute;lsh&aelig;ttir, hvernig myndir &thorn;&uacute; t&uacute;lka &thorn;&aacute;?<br /></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><br /><span style="color: #339966;">&nbsp;Betra er a&eth; r&aacute;&eth;a menn me&eth; r&eacute;ttu r&aacute;&eth;i en r&aacute;&eth;amenn.</span></strong></p>
<p>Oft eru r&aacute;&eth;amenn ekki alveg r&eacute;ttu mennirnir &iacute; starfi&eth;, lo&eth;ir vi&eth; p&oacute;lit&iacute;kusa</p>
<p><strong><br />&nbsp;<span style="color: #339966;">Oft er grafinn ma&eth;ur d&aacute;inn.</span></strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />Hann yr&eth;i &thorn;&aacute; ekki lengi &aacute; l&iacute;fi D&uacute;ddinn sem v&aelig;ri grafinn lifandi</p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #339966;"><br />Betri eru l&aelig;ti en rangl&aelig;ti</span></strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />Rangl&aelig;ti er eitt af &thorn;v&iacute; &ouml;mulegasta sem til er ... &thorn;&aacute; er betra a&eth; hafa l&aelig;ti.</p>
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		<title><![CDATA[aaaaalveg aš koma...]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/431900/aaaaalveg_ad_koma</link>
		<description><![CDATA[N&aelig;sta vi&eth;tal er aaalveg a&eth; koma, er bara a&eth; b&iacute;&eth;a eftir sv&ouml;rum fr&aacute; n&aelig;sta vi&eth;m&aelig;landa... :)]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 11:26:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Vištal...]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/430790/Vidtal</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v647/154/40/557068793/n557068793_1377833_5650402.jpg" alt="" width="428" height="378" /><br />&Eacute;g er or&eth;in lei&eth; &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; hafa ekkert a&eth; segja svo a&eth; &eacute;g hef &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; taka nokkur vi&eth;t&ouml;l vi&eth; merkilegar manneskjur og leyfa ykkur a&eth; kynnast &thorn;eim a&eth;eins... <img title="Laughing" src="http://admin.bloggar.is/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Laughing" />&nbsp;Fyrst var&eth; fyrir valinu vinkona m&iacute;n h&uacute;n &THORN;&oacute;ranna M&aacute;sd&oacute;ttir... H&uacute;n er a&eth; m&iacute;nu mati alveg st&oacute;rmerkileg kjarnorkukona...&nbsp;<br /><br />
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">1. Hva&eth; munt &thorn;&uacute; heita?</span></li>
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<p><strong>&THORN;&oacute;ranna M&aacute;sd&oacute;ttir</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">2. Hverra manna og hva&eth;an ertu?&nbsp;</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>&Eacute;g er undan M&aacute; fr&aacute; Eyrabakka og Siggu fr&aacute; Holti &iacute; Stokkseyrarhreppi.&nbsp; M&aacute;r er undan Bjarney fr&aacute; Hr&oacute;arsholti og &Oacute;lafi fr&aacute; Sn&aelig;fokst&ouml;&eth;um.&nbsp; Sigga er undan Her&eth;i fr&aacute; Holti og &Ouml;nnu Gu&eth;r&uacute;nu fr&aacute; ................&Eacute;g er fr&aacute; Dalb&aelig; &iacute; Gaulverjab&aelig;jarhreppi hinum forna og n&uacute;verandi Fl&oacute;ahreppi.</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">3. &THORN;a&eth; er stundu&eth; hrossar&aelig;kt &thorn;ar er &thorn;a&eth; ekki? Hver eru bestu hrossin sem komi&eth; hafa fr&aacute; ykkur a&eth; &thorn;&iacute;nu mati?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>J&uacute; &thorn;ar er b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; stunda hrossar&aelig;kt &iacute; 30 &aacute;r.&nbsp; Bestu hrossin mundi &eacute;g telja vera Sj&oacute;la sem var heimsmeistari &iacute; Danm&ouml;rku &aacute;ri&eth; 2005. Gra&eth;hesturinn Gr&aelig;&eth;ir undan Hr&oacute;&eth; fr&aacute; Refst&ouml;&eth;um.&nbsp;&nbsp; Svo merarnar Storka undan Kveik fr&aacute; Mi&eth;sitju, Stemma undan Bassa fr&aacute; Bakka, Au&eth;lind undan Viking fr&aacute; Vo&eth;m&uacute;last&ouml;&eth;um, Hemja undan Ham fr&aacute; &THORN;&oacute;roddsst&ouml;&eth;um, Gr&oacute;ska undan Huga fr&aacute; Hafsteinsst&ouml;&eth;um, Sletta undan Hilmi fr&aacute; Sau&eth;&aacute;rkr&oacute;ki&nbsp; &THORN;etta mundi &eacute;g telja vera svona toppana.</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">4. Ef &thorn;&uacute; m&aelig;ttir velja 5 st&oacute;&eth;hesta til a&eth; halda undir, hverjir yr&eth;u fyrir valinu?</span></li>
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<p><strong>&Uacute;ff &thorn;&uacute; segir nokku&eth;...M&eacute;r finnst Au&eth;ur fr&aacute; Lundum spennandi, s&aacute; hann &aacute; meistaradeildinni &iacute; fj&oacute;rgangnum og &thorn;ar var hann mj&ouml;g flottur.&nbsp; &Eacute;g v&aelig;ri til &iacute; a&eth; halda undir Hr&oacute;&eth; fr&aacute; Refst&ouml;&eth;um, Adam fr&aacute; &Aacute;smundarst&ouml;&eth;um, Dug fr&aacute; &THORN;&uacute;fu og svo v&aelig;ri &eacute;g til &iacute; a&eth; halda undir hann H&ouml;kul fr&aacute; Dalb&aelig;.</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">5. Hva&eth; ert &thorn;&uacute; a&eth; gera &iacute; vetur?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><strong>&Eacute;g er a&eth; stunda n&aacute;m vi&eth; Landb&uacute;na&eth;arh&aacute;sk&oacute;la &Iacute;slands og er a&eth; nema B&uacute;fr&aelig;&eth;i.</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">6. Hva&eth; &aacute; svo a&eth; gera eftir sk&oacute;lann og hverju stefnir&eth;u a&eth; &iacute; framt&iacute;&eth;inni?</span>&nbsp;</li>
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<p><strong>&Iacute; sumar &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; vera a&eth; vinna &iacute; almennum b&uacute;st&ouml;rfum &iacute; Dalb&aelig;.&nbsp; Langar vo&eth;alega a&eth; vera b&oacute;ndi &iacute; framt&iacute;&eth;inni.&nbsp; En annars er vo&eth;alega gott a&eth; taka bara fyrir einn dag &iacute; einu og sj&aacute; svo hva&eth; framt&iacute;&eth;in ber &iacute; skauti s&eacute;r.</strong></p>
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<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">7. Hvort langar &thorn;ig a&eth; b&uacute;a &iacute; sveit e&eth;a borg/b&aelig;? Og hvar viltu helst b&uacute;a?</span></li>
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<p><strong>&Eacute;g vil b&uacute;a &iacute; sveit og &thorn;ar sem a&eth; m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur best...su&eth;urlandinu l&iacute;klega.</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">8. Ef &thorn;&uacute; m&aelig;ttir velja einn sta&eth; &iacute; &ouml;llum heiminum, hvar myndir&eth;u gifta &thorn;ig?</span> </li>
</ul>
<p><strong>&Iacute; Gaulverjab&aelig;jarkirkju.....&eacute;g er ekkert gamaldags ;)<br /></strong></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">9. &Aacute; skalanum eitt til t&iacute;u hversu hot er &eacute;g? Og af hverju segir&eth;u &thorn;a&eth;?</span></li>
</ul>
<p>&nbsp;<strong>&THORN;&uacute; ert svo g&oacute;&eth; &iacute; a&eth; setja ENGA pressu &aacute; mann, &eacute;g elska &thorn;a&eth;.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Sko &thorn;&uacute; ert alveg flennif&iacute;n stelpa og ert mj&ouml;g myndarleg og &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; tekur &thorn;ig til og hagar &thorn;&eacute;r ekki eins og vitleysingur heldur eins og dama a&eth; &thorn;&aacute; n&aelig;r&eth;u alveg 8-9 leikandi...en annars ertu 7.&nbsp; &THORN;annig a&eth; Eyd&iacute;s m&iacute;n far&eth;u a&eth; haga &thorn;&eacute;r, sem &thorn;&yacute;&eth;ir h&aelig;ttu a&eth; pumpa lofti &iacute; brj&oacute;stin me&eth; &thorn;umlinum...&thorn;a&eth; kemur hvort e&eth; er ekkert loft &uacute;r honum ;)</strong></p>
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<li><span style="color: #3366ff;">10. H&eacute;rna koma &thorn;r&iacute;r m&aacute;lsh&aelig;ttir, hvernig myndir &thorn;&uacute; t&uacute;lka &thorn;&aacute;?</span></li>
</ul>
<p><span style="color: #3366ff;">1. Betri eru kyn&oacute;rar en ten&oacute;rar.</span></p>
<p><strong>Miklu skemmtilegra a&eth; sitja heima og hugsa um kynl&iacute;f heldur en a&eth; hlusta &aacute; einhverja ten&oacute;ra syngja.&nbsp; En svo er au&eth;vita&eth; lang skemmtilegast a&eth; stunda bara kynl&iacute;f en ekki bara hugsa um &thorn;a&eth;, &thorn;a&eth; er a&eth; segja ef a&eth; fari&eth; er &uacute;t &iacute; &thorn;&aacute; s&aacute;lma </strong><strong>J</strong></p>
<p><strong>&nbsp;</strong><span style="color: #3366ff;">2. Betra er a&eth; hlaupa &iacute; spik en kekki.</span></p>
<p><strong>Tja &eacute;g veit n&uacute; ekki hvort er sk&aacute;rra en j&uacute; &aelig;tli a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; s&eacute; ekki betra a&eth; vera sm&aacute; spika&eth;ur heldur en &iacute; kekkjum.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&nbsp;</strong><span style="color: #3366ff;">3. Betra er &aacute;fengi en &aacute;fangi.</span></p>
<p><strong>M&eacute;r finnst gott a&eth; taka &thorn;etta saman, &eacute;g er til d&aelig;mis n&uacute;na &iacute; nokkrum &aacute;f&ouml;ngum &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum og drekk l&iacute;ka miki&eth; &aacute;fengi og &thorn;etta hefur bara fari&eth; vel saman hinga&eth; til </strong><strong>J</strong></p>
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		<title><![CDATA[Alkóhól er deyfilyf sem gerir okkur kleift aš žrauka lķfiš...]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/430216/Alkohol_er_deyfilyf_sem_gerir_okkur_kleift_ad_thrauka_lifid</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Mikil speki &iacute; &thorn;essum or&eth;um... h&eacute;r er l&iacute;ka anna&eth; spakm&aelig;li sem &eacute;g rakst &aacute; og finnst alveg st&oacute;rmerkilegt =&gt; Snyrtilegt skrifbor&eth; er til marks um sj&uacute;kt hugarfar!!! H&eacute;r sit &eacute;g &iacute; Hvannrassgati og hef &thorn;a&eth; gott... Fer&eth;in su&eth;ur gekk vel nema hva&eth; a&eth; ve&eth;ri&eth; var ekkert vo&eth;alega skemmt&oacute; upp &aacute; hei&eth;i, en ekkert rosalega lei&eth;inlegt samt... Bara svona garg, vi&eth; hj&oacute;nin vorum &iacute; samfloti (&eacute;g og Gudda) svo &thorn;a&eth; var f&iacute;nt... Ekkert sl&uacute;&eth;ur er a&eth; gerast &thorn;essa dagana... &eacute;g er alltaf a&eth; lesa upp&aacute;haldsbloggi&eth; mitt anna&eth; slagi&eth;, bloggi&eth; hans Sverris Stormsker... &AElig;tla a&eth; fara a&eth; hafa vi&eth;t&ouml;l h&eacute;rna &aacute; blogginu og vekja &thorn;a&eth; a&eth;eins til l&iacute;fsins aftur... Bestu kve&eth;jur Eyd&iacute;s<br /><br /><img src="http://myndir.cdn.bloggar.is/gallery/21570/51210/49bd888c113e9.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" />]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 22:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Bloggerķ blogg]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/426966/Bloggeri_blogg</link>
		<description><![CDATA[J&aacute;hh &eacute;g er alveg a&eth; deyja &uacute;r leti eins og fyrrum samb&yacute;liskona m&iacute;n. H&eacute;&eth;an er allt f&iacute;nt a&eth; fr&eacute;tta nema m&eacute;r gengur ekki vel a&eth; komast inn &iacute; l&aelig;rd&oacute;msg&iacute;rinn. Stundataflan fyrir n&aelig;stu &ouml;nn er samt spennandi &thorn;ar sem a&eth; fyrsta uppkast segir m&eacute;r a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; bara &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum &aacute; m&aacute;nud&ouml;gum, &thorn;ri&eth;jud&ouml;gum og mi&eth;vikud&ouml;gum... &THORN;a&eth; er mj&ouml;g sweet... <br /><br />N&uacute;na eru b&ouml;rnin m&iacute;n, Sara og J&uacute;l&iacute;a farnar nor&eth;ur en &eacute;g fer ekki fyrr en &aacute; morgun. &Eacute;g hlakka geggja&eth; til a&eth; fara nor&eth;ur &aacute; kagganum m&iacute;num sem &eacute;g var a&eth; kaupa og El&iacute;n m&iacute;n &aelig;tlar a&eth; koma me&eth; m&eacute;r og &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur sko fj&ouml;r og &eacute;g gruna okkur um a&eth; taka eins og eitt til tv&ouml; l&ouml;g &aacute; lei&eth;inni. <br /><br />Ritger&eth; &iacute; frumul&iacute;ffr&aelig;&eth;i er &thorn;a&eth; sem b&iacute;&eth;ur m&iacute;n n&aelig;stu klukkut&iacute;mana, &eacute;g er a&eth; skrifa um stj&oacute;rn &aacute; litnisbyggingu. &THORN;a&eth; er alveg &oacute;tr&uacute;legt fj&ouml;r skal &eacute;g ykkur segja.<br /><br />Hei ein gle&eth;ifr&eacute;tt - hmm allavega fyrir mig... &eacute;g komst &iacute; buksur sem &eacute;g keypti fyrir tveimur &aacute;rum en hef aldrei passa&eth; &iacute; og &thorn;&aelig;r voru barasta frekar v&iacute;&eth;ar &aacute; m&eacute;r, s&eacute;rstaklega &aacute; rassi og l&aelig;rum... &thorn;etta er mj&ouml;g mikil hamingja hj&aacute; m&eacute;r og styrkir mig enn meir &iacute; h&aelig;tta&eth;drekka&aacute;takinu... &THORN;a&eth; eru komnir 33 dagar &iacute; dag s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g h&aelig;tti a&eth; drekka og er &eacute;g mj&ouml;g stolt af sj&aacute;lfri m&eacute;r.<br /><br />&aacute; morgun &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; skella m&eacute;r &aacute; borra&thorn;l&oacute;t, eins og Sara kallar &thorn;a&eth;, &iacute; &Aacute;sbyrgi. &THORN;a&eth; ver&eth;ur &aacute;byggilega miki&eth; stu&eth; sko... En annars &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; halda &aacute;fram a&eth; l&aelig;ra og bi&eth; k&aelig;rlega a&eth; heilsa ykkur &ouml;llum...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 14:48:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Alveg aš koma aš žvķ...]]></title>
		<link>http://eddagredda.bloggar.is/blogg/424635/Alveg_ad_koma_ad_thvi</link>
		<description><![CDATA[J&aacute;hh &thorn;a&eth; er alveg a&eth; koma a&eth; bl&oacute;ti... &eacute;g get ekki be&eth;i&eth; eftir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; fara a&eth; hl&aelig;ja a&eth; atri&eth;um &thorn;&oacute;tt mig gruni sta&eth;fastlega a&eth; &eacute;g ver&eth;i tekin fyrir &thorn;etta &aacute;ri&eth;...<br /><br />Annars er &eacute;g a&eth; reyna a&eth; jafna mig &aacute; fr&eacute;ttunum um hrossin &aacute; tj&ouml;rninni... &thorn;etta er alveg svakalegt ma&eth;ur, sj&aacute; myndirnar, &thorn;au eru gj&ouml;rsamlega b&uacute;in &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; greyi&eth;. Knaparnir eru &oacute;tr&uacute;legir a&eth; vera &thorn;arna ofan &iacute; me&eth; &thorn;eim svona lengi... <br /><br />&eacute;g er alveg a&eth; fara a&eth; koma m&eacute;r su&eth;ur og &thorn;&aacute; ver&eth;ur sko teki&eth; &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &iacute; l&aelig;rd&oacute;mnum... &thorn;a&eth; kemur s&eacute;r vel a&eth; vera &iacute; bindindi &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;&aacute; fer &eacute;g ekkert &uacute;t heldur er bara a&eth; l&aelig;ra l&aelig;ra... J&uacute;l&iacute;a spyr mig &aacute; hverjum degi hven&aelig;r vi&eth; f&ouml;rum &aacute; Hvanneyri til Eyr&uacute;nar hennar sem h&uacute;n &aacute;... mj&ouml;g fyndi&eth;, Eyr&uacute;n &aacute; Bjarka en h&uacute;n &aacute; Eyr&uacute;nu... ;)<br /><br />&AElig;tla annars ekki allir &aacute; bl&oacute;t nema k&uacute;kalabbarnir Kolla og Raggi???]]></description>
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		<title><![CDATA[Žaš eru ašeins 11 dagar...]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&THORN;ar til &eacute;g fer &aacute; Hvanneyri - v&iacute;&iacute;&iacute;&iacute;&iacute;&iacute;......... &eacute;g er farin a&eth; hlakka ansi miki&eth; til a&eth; komast &aacute; Eyrina m&iacute;na og hitta allt f&oacute;lki&eth; mitt... J&uacute;l&iacute;a spyr &aacute; hverjum degi hvar Eyr&uacute;n hennar s&eacute; og vill bara fara &aacute; Hvanneyri &thorn;ar sem h&uacute;n &aacute; HEIMA... &Iacute; dag eru kosningarnar &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum og Lilja m&iacute;n f&aelig;r sko mitt atkv&aelig;&eth;i sem a&eth;alkjelling sk&oacute;lans... <img title="Kiss" src="http://admin.bloggar.is/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-kiss.gif" border="0" alt="Kiss" />&nbsp;<br /><br />Annars er l&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; fr&eacute;tta, dagur 11 &iacute; &aacute;fengisbindindi og dagur 11 &iacute; karlmannsbindindi. &THORN;etta er allt a&eth; massast hj&aacute; m&eacute;r og &thorn;etta ver&eth;ur held &eacute;g bara peace of cake... Um helgina er &eacute;g a&eth; p&aelig;la kannski&nbsp;a&eth; fara &aacute; ball &iacute; V&iacute;&eth;ihl&iacute;&eth; eftir &thorn;orrabl&oacute;ti&eth; og keyra hana Guddu m&iacute;na sem er ekki &iacute; &aacute;fengisbindindi og &eacute;g giska &aacute; a&eth; h&uacute;n fari ekki eins&ouml;mul heim ef &eacute;g &thorn;ekki hana r&eacute;tt... <img title="Tongue out" src="http://admin.bloggar.is/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-tongue-out.gif" border="0" alt="Tongue out" /><br /><br />Tamningar ganga alveg hreint glimrandi, M&aacute;ney m&iacute;n er svo yndisleg og &thorn;&aelig;g og &thorn;a&eth; er allt eins og bl&oacute;mstri&eth; eina. Spes er &iacute; d&uacute;ndurfj&ouml;ri alveg a&eth; springa &uacute;r vilja... M&ouml;skva hef &eacute;g l&iacute;ti&eth; ri&eth;i&eth; &thorn;ar sem dotti&eth; var undan honum &thorn;egar &eacute;g f&eacute;kk hann en vonandi lagast &thorn;a&eth; &iacute; dag &thorn;v&iacute; Eir&iacute;kur &aelig;tlar a&eth; koma og j&aacute;rna &iacute; dag.<br /><br />&Eacute;g er b&uacute;in a&eth; vekja mikla lukku undanfari&eth; hj&aacute; Hvammstangab&uacute;um. &THORN;etta er alveg &aelig;&eth;islegt, allir saumakl&uacute;bbar, prj&oacute;nakl&uacute;bbar og hittingar yfir h&ouml;fu&eth; eru a&eth; tapa s&eacute;r &thorn;essa dagana. &Eacute;g er a&eth; leika vi&eth; UNGLINGA... &thorn;etta er rosalegt og anna&eth; eins hefur ekki s&eacute;st &iacute; &aacute;r og aldir... Hvammstangi mun held &eacute;g bara aldrei jafna sig &aacute; &thorn;essari heg&eth;un &iacute; m&eacute;r... &Eacute;g er sko &thorn;okkalega me&eth; gr&aacute;a fi&eth;ringinn... &THORN;etta er samt fyndi&eth; &thorn;ar sem a&eth; &eacute;g og Fanney Sk&uacute;la erum b&uacute;nar a&eth; vera g&oacute;&eth;ar vinkonur &iacute; nokkur &aacute;r og ekkert sagt vi&eth; &thorn;v&iacute;, enda er h&uacute;n nottla alveg HEILU &aacute;ri eldri en Sara og co. Einnig leik &eacute;g oft vi&eth; &Ouml;nnu Dr&ouml;fn og fleiri, en &thorn;a&eth; er nottla heldur ekkert m&aacute;l &thorn;ar sem a&eth; h&uacute;n er fr&aelig;nka m&iacute;n... <br /><br />&THORN;etta er afskaplega fyndi&eth; allt saman og &eacute;g vona a&eth; &eacute;g hafi ekki hneyksla&eth; li&eth;i&eth; of miki&eth; (hef reyndar heyrt a&eth; &eacute;g hafi gert &thorn;a&eth;) en &eacute;g vil bara &thorn;akka S&ouml;ru og co fyrir mikla og g&oacute;&eth;a hj&aacute;lp undanfari&eth;, &thorn;au eru b&uacute;in a&eth; hj&aacute;lpa m&eacute;r a&eth; gefa, moka og passa J&uacute;l&iacute;u ef &eacute;g &aacute; &thorn;arf a&eth; halda...<img title="Kiss" src="http://admin.bloggar.is/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-kiss.gif" border="0" alt="Kiss" />&nbsp;&Eacute;g er samt ekki alveg vond &thorn;ar sem a&eth; &eacute;g b&iacute;&eth; &thorn;eim a&eth; bor&eth;a &iacute; sta&eth;inn og margt anna&eth; (nei Gunni, ekki svolei&eth;is)...<br /><br />&Eacute;g bi&eth; ykkur vel a&eth; lifa - the grey feather is over and out...<br />]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 11:20:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Minningargreinin...]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[H&eacute;rna er upprunalega minningargreinin m&iacute;n...<br /><br />
<p>Elsku Tryggvi minn.&nbsp;</p>
<p>H&eacute;r sit &eacute;g gr&aacute;tandi og hlusta &aacute; S&ouml;knu&eth; me&eth; Vilhj&aacute;lmi Vilhj&aacute;lmssyni og hugsa um &thorn;ig. &Eacute;g hugsa um allt sem vi&eth; h&ouml;fum gert saman. &Iacute; kv&ouml;ld s&aacute;tum vi&eth; fj&ouml;lskyldan saman og horf&eth;um &aacute; g&ouml;mul myndb&ouml;nd. Vi&eth; s&aacute;um fj&ouml;rufer&eth;ina g&oacute;&eth;u og einnig fer&eth;alagi&eth; sem vi&eth; f&oacute;rum &aacute; strandirnar. &THORN;etta voru &oacute;metanlegar stundir og &oacute;tr&uacute;lega gaman a&eth; rifja &thorn;etta upp. &THORN;&uacute; varst &oacute;tr&uacute;lega &thorn;olinm&oacute;&eth;ur vi&eth; okkur stelpurnar &thorn;&oacute;tt vi&eth; v&aelig;rum allar a&eth; hno&eth;ast &aacute; &thorn;&eacute;r &iacute; einu. Alltaf &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; settist &iacute; st&oacute;linn &thorn;inn &iacute; stofunni &iacute; Gr&ouml;f var &eacute;g ekki lengi a&eth; skr&iacute;&eth;a &iacute; fangi&eth; &aacute; &thorn;&eacute;r og k&uacute;ra &thorn;ar. Eitt myndband s&aacute;um vi&eth; l&iacute;ka, &thorn;a&eth; voru smalamennskur fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; 1991. &THORN;a&eth; var rosalega gaman a&eth; sj&aacute; &thorn;ig &thorn;eysast um &aacute; Neista &iacute; br&uacute;na hnakknum &thorn;&iacute;num og me&eth; hreppstj&oacute;rah&uacute;funa g&oacute;&eth;u. </p>
<p>&Oacute;f&aacute;um stundum eyddum vi&eth; &iacute; fj&aacute;rh&uacute;sunum &aacute; haustin og &eacute;g man alltaf hva&eth; vi&eth; systur vorum rosalega &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth;ar &thorn;egar &thorn;i&eth; Stella g&aacute;fu&eth; okkur &THORN;rennu, m&oacute;flekk&oacute;ttu gimbrina sem vi&eth; fengum a&eth; eiga saman. &Eacute;g var l&iacute;ka svo rosalega montin &thorn;egar &thorn;i&eth; g&aacute;fu&eth; m&eacute;r Rev&iacute;u, svarflekk&oacute;ttu gimbrina sem &eacute;g var b&uacute;in a&eth; horfa &aacute; allan t&iacute;mann me&eth;an vi&eth; vorum a&eth; vigta. </p>
<p>&Eacute;g er svo rosalega &thorn;akkl&aacute;t fyrir a&eth; hafa geta veri&eth; me&eth; ykkur Stellu allan s&iacute;&eth;ast sau&eth;bur&eth;inn &iacute; Gr&ouml;f, &thorn;&oacute;tt oft &aacute; t&iacute;&eth;um hafi hann veri&eth; frekar erfi&eth;ur, s&eacute;rstaklega &thorn;ar sem &thorn;&eacute;r fannst vi&eth; Stella vera &oacute;ttalega vitlausar oft og frekar stj&oacute;rnsamar. </p>
<p>Ein minning er m&eacute;r mj&ouml;g ofarlega &iacute; huga og &thorn;a&eth; er &thorn;egar &eacute;g sat vi&eth; eldh&uacute;sbor&eth;i&eth; &iacute; Gr&ouml;f og &thorn;&uacute; komst &iacute; r&oacute;legheitum eins og &thorn;&uacute; varst vanur, labba&eth;ir a&eth; glugganum, horf&eth;ir &uacute;t og sag&eth;ir, Eyd&iacute;s, &thorn;&uacute; veist &thorn;&uacute; &aacute;tt Vakningu. &Eacute;g var&eth; or&eth;laus og sag&eth;i, ha? &THORN;&aacute; sag&eth;ir &thorn;&uacute; aftur, alveg jafn r&oacute;lega, &thorn;&uacute; veist &thorn;&uacute; &aacute;tt Vakningu. &Eacute;g tr&uacute;&eth;i &thorn;essu ekki og sag&eth;i aftur ha? &THORN;&aacute; sag&eth;ir &thorn;&uacute; m&eacute;r a&eth; &thorn;i&eth; Stella hef&eth;u&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; gefa m&eacute;r hryssuna sem &eacute;g d&yacute;rka&eth;i. &Eacute;g man a&eth; &eacute;g var&eth; svo rosalega &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth; og st&ouml;kk &aacute; ykkur og kyssti ykkur. &THORN;&uacute; sag&eth;ir a&eth; h&uacute;n &aelig;tti a&eth; vera hj&aacute; einhverjum sem myndi nota hana og h&uacute;n &aelig;tti vonandi eftir a&eth; reynast m&eacute;r vel, sem h&uacute;n hefur sko gert. </p>
<p>&Iacute; seinni t&iacute;&eth; var &eacute;g rosalega miki&eth; hj&aacute; ykkur Stellu. &Eacute;g var alltaf me&eth; hesta &aacute; j&aacute;rnum &iacute; hesth&uacute;sinu &iacute; Gr&ouml;f. &THORN;&uacute; komst reglulega til m&iacute;n &iacute; hesth&uacute;si&eth; &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; varst &iacute; g&ouml;ngut&uacute;rum me&eth; hundana. Alltaf k&iacute;ktir&eth;u inn, gafst m&eacute;r kn&uacute;s og kysstir mig og sag&eth;ir, &thorn;etta er ekki sl&aelig;mt. Svo r&ouml;ltir&eth;u um hesth&uacute;si&eth;, klappa&eth;ir Jarp og hinum l&iacute;ka og &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; komst a&eth; M&oacute;sa sag&eth;ir&eth;u, &thorn;ennan hest hl&yacute;t &eacute;g a&eth; eiga, hann er svo fallegur. &THORN;egar &eacute;g var &aacute; &uacute;trei&eth;um og hitti &thorn;ig einhverssta&eth;ar &aacute; lei&eth;inni, &thorn;ar sem &thorn;&uacute; s&oacute;ttir alltaf p&oacute;stinn, sag&eth;ir&eth;u alltaf &thorn;a&eth; sama, ertu a&eth; fara langt? Og oft eftir a&eth; &eacute;g svara&eth;i &thorn;&eacute;r fylgdi einhver skemmtileg saga fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; varst a&eth; temja sj&aacute;lfur. &Eacute;g man alltaf eftir s&ouml;gunni um st&oacute;&eth;hestinn &thorn;inn, Jarp, sem &thorn;&uacute; rei&eth;st um fj&ouml;ll og fyrnindi og l&iacute;ka s&ouml;gunni &thorn;egar &thorn;i&eth; b&ouml;&eth;u&eth;u&eth; hrossin &iacute; sj&oacute;num vi&eth; l&uacute;sinni. &THORN;essar s&ouml;gur og heilmargar a&eth;rar eru b&uacute;nar a&eth; rifjast upp &aacute; s&iacute;&eth;ustu d&ouml;gum og eru m&eacute;r &oacute;metanlegar. </p>
<p>&THORN;a&eth; er &oacute;tr&uacute;legt hva&eth; &thorn;&uacute; haf&eth;ir gott lag &aacute; d&yacute;rum, Kappi var eins og skugginn &thorn;inn og ef &thorn;&uacute; komst ekki me&eth; m&eacute;r &uacute;t &iacute; hesth&uacute;s &thorn;&aacute; kom hann bara ekki me&eth; m&eacute;r. Eins fannst m&eacute;r &oacute;tr&uacute;legt me&eth; fol&ouml;ldin a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; gast alltaf klappa&eth; &thorn;eim og kjassa&eth; &thorn;au l&ouml;ngu &aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g komst n&aacute;l&aelig;gt &thorn;eim. &THORN;&uacute; haf&eth;ir svo rosalega g&oacute;&eth;a n&aelig;rveru og fol&ouml;ldin voru svo sl&ouml;k &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; komst a&eth; tala vi&eth; &thorn;au. &THORN;eim leist ekki alveg &aacute; &thorn;a&eth; &thorn;egar &eacute;g kom me&eth; minn brussuskap og f&oacute;r a&eth; tala vi&eth; &thorn;ig og segja a&eth; &eacute;g skildi bara ekki af hverju &thorn;au sneru s&eacute;r bara &uacute;t &iacute; horn &thorn;egar &eacute;g tala&eth;i vi&eth; &thorn;au. &THORN;&aacute; bentir &thorn;&uacute; m&eacute;r &aacute; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; kannski v&aelig;ri betra a&eth; vera me&eth; minni l&aelig;ti og bara tala r&oacute;lega vi&eth; &thorn;au. N&uacute; hef &eacute;g tileinka&eth; m&eacute;r &thorn;essa r&oacute; og &thorn;a&eth; gengur mun betur a&eth; spekja fol&ouml;ldin. &THORN;&uacute; varst svo fullur af fr&oacute;&eth;leik um allt sem vi&eth;kom d&yacute;rum og &eacute;g hef l&aelig;rt miki&eth; af &thorn;&eacute;r. </p>
<p>Tilsv&ouml;rin &thorn;&iacute;n Tryggvi voru stundum alveg hreint &oacute;tr&uacute;leg. Oftar en ekki sag&eth;ir &thorn;&uacute; &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; f&eacute;kkst &thorn;&eacute;r kaffi a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri n&uacute; betra ef sm&aacute; kon&iacute;ak v&aelig;ri me&eth;. &THORN;&eacute;r &thorn;&oacute;tti ekki verra ef kon&iacute;aki&eth; l&aelig;ddist &uacute;t &iacute;. Og &eacute;g man a&eth; Stella sag&eth;i m&eacute;r a&eth; &aacute; afm&aelig;lisdaginn &thorn;inn &thorn;ann 3. desember s&iacute;&eth;astli&eth;inn hef&eth;i h&uacute;n gefi&eth; &thorn;&eacute;r kon&iacute;ak &iacute; kaffi&eth; &thorn;itt og &thorn;&eacute;r hef&eth;i n&uacute; ekki fundist &thorn;a&eth; sl&aelig;mt. M&eacute;r fannst l&iacute;ka svo gaman &thorn;egar &thorn;&uacute; sag&eth;ir vi&eth; mig og horf&eth;ir &aacute; Stellu, h&uacute;n er falleg &thorn;essi kona. Stella sag&eth;i m&eacute;r l&iacute;ka fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;egar h&uacute;n sag&eth;i vi&eth; &thorn;ig eitt sinn hversu heppin Indri&eth;i og Herd&iacute;s v&aelig;ru me&eth; tengdasyni. &THORN;&uacute; varst n&uacute; ekki lengi a&eth; svara um h&aelig;l og sag&eth;ir a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; v&aelig;ri n&uacute; ekki skr&iacute;ti&eth; &thorn;ar sem a&eth; Indri&eth;i v&aelig;ri svo mikill r&aelig;ktunarma&eth;ur.</p>
<p>&Eacute;g er rosalega &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth; a&eth; J&uacute;l&iacute;a hafi fengi&eth; a&eth; kynnast &thorn;&eacute;r og h&uacute;n hafi fengi&eth; svona mikinn t&iacute;ma me&eth; &thorn;&eacute;r. H&uacute;n er n&uacute; ekki alveg a&eth; skilja a&eth; Tryggvi hennar s&eacute; ekki lengur &aacute; sj&uacute;krah&uacute;sinu. &THORN;a&eth; er svo gaman a&eth; h&uacute;n talar alltaf um &thorn;ig sem Tryggva SINN, h&uacute;n &aacute; &thorn;ig segir h&uacute;n og Stella sm&aacute;. </p>
<p>&Eacute;g ver&eth; l&iacute;klega a&eth; kve&eth;ja &thorn;ig n&uacute;na, &thorn;&oacute;tt &eacute;g vildi halda &aacute;fram a&eth; skrifa og skrifa, &thorn;v&iacute; einhvern veginn finnst m&eacute;r ekki eins og &thorn;&uacute; s&eacute;rt farinn &thorn;egar &eacute;g er a&eth; skrifa &thorn;etta. M&eacute;r til huggunar &thorn;&aacute; veit &eacute;g a&eth; pabbi &thorn;inn og Snati hafa teki&eth; &aacute; m&oacute;ti &thorn;&eacute;r. &Eacute;g er l&iacute;ka viss um a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; hafir teki&eth; &aacute; m&oacute;ti Jarpi og &thorn;i&eth; s&eacute;u&eth; einhvers sta&eth;ar saman. </p>
<p>Elsku Tryggvi minn, &eacute;g get bara hreinlega ekki l&yacute;st &thorn;v&iacute; me&eth; or&eth;um hversu s&aacute;rt m&eacute;r &thorn;ykir a&eth; kve&eth;ja &thorn;ig og &eacute;g bara get ekki tr&uacute;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g eigi aldrei eftir a&eth; kyssa &thorn;ig og aldrei eftir a&eth; fa&eth;ma &thorn;ig og aldrei aftur finna Tryggvalykt. &Eacute;g lofa &thorn;&eacute;r a&eth; &eacute;g skal passa hana Stellu &thorn;&iacute;na eins og &thorn;&uacute; ba&eth;st mig svo oft um a&eth; gera og &eacute;g veit a&eth; &thorn;&uacute; passar okkur. </p>
<p>&Eacute;g er b&uacute;in a&eth; hugsa miki&eth; um &thorn;essar 4 setningar &iacute; laginu S&ouml;knu&eth;ur, &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;&aelig;r passa svo rosalega vel vi&eth; l&iacute;&eth;an m&iacute;na n&uacute;na. </p>
<p>&nbsp;M&eacute;r finnst &eacute;g varla heill n&eacute; h&aacute;lfur ma&eth;ur,</p>
<p>Og heldur &oacute;sj&aacute;lfbjarga, &thorn;v&iacute; er verr.</p>
<p>Ef v&aelig;rir &thorn;&uacute; hj&aacute; m&eacute;r, vildi &eacute;g gla&eth;ur,</p>
<p>Ver&eth;a betri en &eacute;g er.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&THORN;&iacute;n Eyd&iacute;s.</p>]]></description>
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