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		<title><![CDATA[Įsta og Drekinn Elliši]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/391341/Asta_og_Drekinn_Ellidi</link>
		<description><![CDATA[F<span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span">&eacute;kk &thorn;essa undarlegu &thorn;&ouml;rf fyrir a&eth; blogga, bara alevg upp&uacute;r &thorn;urru.. Heilinn minn heldur a&eth; hann hafi eikka&eth; merkilegt a&eth; segja.. l&aacute;tum okkur sj&aacute;</span><div><span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span">&THORN;a&eth; hefur ekki miki&eth; dregi&eth; &aacute; daga m&iacute;na s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g blogga&eth;i seinast. &Eacute;g er allvega komin heim fr&aacute; USA.. hehe&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span">&nbsp;Versl&oacute; gekk yfir &iacute; einum hamagangi. Og &eacute;g er byrju&eth; a&eth; vinna &iacute; Dogma again! L&aelig;t m&eacute;r lei&eth;ast &thorn;ar &aacute; daginn og svo laumast &eacute;g vi&eth; sk&uacute;ra &aacute; kveldin. &nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span">&Eacute;g er a&eth; fara &iacute; 9 einingar &iacute; fjarn&aacute;mi, tv&ouml; st&aelig; &aacute;fanga og einn efnafr&aelig;&eth;i, &eacute;g er a&eth; trekkja mig &iacute; gang fyrir H&aacute;sk&oacute;lan &aacute; n&aelig;sta &aacute;ri.. J&aacute; &eacute;g er eimmitt a&eth; vinna og &iacute; fjarn&aacute;mi af&thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &eacute;g komst ekki inn &iacute; H&Iacute; &thorn;v&iacute; mig vanta&eth;i st&aelig;r&eth;fr&aelig;&eth;ieiningar til a&eth; komast inn &aacute; Raunv&iacute;sindadeild. En hva&eth; me&eth; &thorn;a&eth; &eacute;g djamma &thorn;&aacute; bara eitt &aacute;r &iacute; vi&eth;b&oacute;t &aacute; Eyrinni minni.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span">S&iacute;&eth;an er Gunni minn a&eth; koma heim &iacute; okt&oacute;ber m&eacute;r til mikillar gle&eth;i.. Ma&eth;ur saknar hans n&uacute; stundum. &THORN;annig &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur &oacute;sk&ouml;p gott a&eth; f&aacute; hinga&eth; til s&iacute;n aftur. &Eacute;g er ekki komin me&eth; n&aacute;kv&aelig;ma dagsetningu enn&thorn;&aacute;.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span">&Eacute;g komst a&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; enn einu sinni a&eth; &eacute;g &aacute; alltof miki&eth; af sk&oacute;m... &eacute;g er bara me&eth; um 50-60 p&ouml;r h&eacute;rna heima og &eacute;g held a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; me&eth; um 50 p&ouml;r &iacute; geymslu hj&aacute; pabba... og 70% eru strigask&oacute;r hehe... &uacute;ff hva&eth; &aacute; ma&eth;ur a&eth; gera vi&eth; &thorn;etta &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur flytur &iacute; p&iacute;nulitla st&uacute;denta&iacute;b&uacute;&eth;??</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span">Annars er bara r&oacute;leg helgi framundan, &thorn;arf samt kannski a&eth; taka upp kart&ouml;flur me&eth; m&ouml;mmu.. &thorn;a&eth; er alltaf stu&eth; a&eth; taka upp kart&ouml;flur.. hehe</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span">J&aelig;ja n&oacute;g komi&eth; af ritr&aelig;pu.. hver veit nema &thorn;etta gerist einhvernt&iacute;man aftur?!? &nbsp;D&uacute;mmd&uacute;mmd&uacute;mm</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span">&Aacute;sta me&eth; hor og slef</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 23:16:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Heitt, heitara og svo rigning..]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/371103/Heitt_heitara_og_svo_rigning</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">L&iacute;fi&eth; gengur sinn vanagang h&eacute;rna &iacute; Fl&oacute;r&iacute;da, vakna fyrir 8 &aacute; morgnana reyndar svaf &eacute;g alveg til 11 &iacute; morgun, en &eacute;g vakna&eth;i fyrst fyrir 8 og s&iacute;&eth;an sofna&eth;i &eacute;g og vakna&eth;i til skiptist &thorn;anga&eth; til &eacute;g nennti &aacute; f&aelig;tur. <br /><br /> Gunni er &uacute;tskrifa&eth;ur &uacute;r Full Sail og var haldi&eth; part&yacute; &iacute; tilefni &thorn;ess &aacute; laugardaginn.. Og v&aacute; hva&eth; &thorn;a&eth; kom miki&eth; af f&oacute;lki, enda hefur Gunni safna&eth;i a&eth; s&eacute;r &uacute;rvals li&eth;i h&eacute;rna &uacute;ti. &Eacute;g f&oacute;r reyndar frekar &quot;snemma&quot; &iacute; r&uacute;mmi&eth;, var or&eth;in eikka&eth; h&aacute;lf d&ouml;su&eth; en &thorn;a&eth; var til &thorn;ess a&eth; &eacute;g vakni eldhress daginn eftir.. Gunni aftur &aacute; m&oacute;ti var dau&eth;ur og f&oacute;r ekki &uacute;t&uacute;r r&uacute;mmi fyrr en 8 um kv&ouml;ldi&eth;, greyi&eth; Gunni litli var &thorn;unnur hehe<br /><br />En &aacute; f&ouml;studaginn, sem var dagurinn sem Guns &uacute;tskrifa&eth;ist f&oacute;rum vi&eth; &uacute;t a&eth; bor&eth;a &aacute; veitingasta&eth; sem heitir Texas de Brazil og OMG besti matur &iacute; heimi!! &Uacute;ff &eacute;g veit ekki hvar &eacute;g &aacute; a&eth; byrja.. Allavega &iacute; fyrsta lagi er &thorn;essi sta&eth;ur me&eth; st&aelig;rsta og besta salatbar sem &eacute;g hef s&eacute;&eth;, og Humars&uacute;pan v&aacute; &eacute;g var n&aelig;stum b&uacute;in a&eth; fylla t&ouml;skuna m&iacute;na me&eth; henni hehe&nbsp; En &thorn;ar er l&iacute;ka besta kj&ouml;t &iacute; heimi og ma&eth;ur m&aacute; bor&eth;a eins miki&eth; og ma&eth;ur vill og getur.. Ma&eth;ur er me&eth; spjald sem er rautt &ouml;&eth;ru megin og gr&aelig;nt hinu megin.. &thorn;egar gr&aelig;na hli&eth;in er upp &thorn;&aacute; koma fullt af gaurum me&eth; allskonar kj&ouml;t og gefa manni f&iacute;na bita.. s&iacute;&eth;an &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur er komin me&eth; n&oacute; kj&ouml;t &iacute; bili &thorn;&aacute; sn&yacute;r ma&eth;ur spjaldinu vi&eth;.. En ma&eth;ur vildi bara meira og meira og meira og meira... ma&eth;ur vildi ekki h&aelig;tta a&eth; bor&eth;a.. Kosta&eth;i 70 dollara fyrir mig en alveg &thorn;ess vir&eth;i.<br /><br />Annars hefur l&iacute;ti&eth; gerst. Leggjum mj&ouml;g l&iacute;klega af sta&eth; til Montana &aacute; mi&eth;vikudaginn e&eth;a fimmtudaginn. Erum a&eth; pakka ni&eth;ur d&oacute;tinu okkar og &thorn;r&iacute;fa svona &thorn;a&eth; sem vi&eth; getum. Gunni er &aacute; fullu a&eth; tatt&uacute;a allt f&oacute;lki&eth; &aacute;&eth;ur en hann fer hehe.. &Eacute;g geri ekki anna&eth; en a&eth; &eacute;ta er sv&ouml;ng all&eth;et&aelig;m.. J&aacute;h held a&eth; &thorn;etta s&eacute; bara n&oacute; &iacute; bili :)<br /><br />Sakna ykkar allra</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 22:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Brotin Tį?]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/359309/Brotin_Ta</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">J&aacute; au&eth;vita t&oacute;kst m&eacute;r a&eth; brj&oacute;ta &aacute; m&eacute;r t&aacute;nna. Var n&uacute; nokku&eth; viss um a&eth; &eacute;g v&aelig;ri ekki brotin en &thorn;a&eth; var mj&ouml;g vont a&eth; st&iacute;ga &iacute; f&oacute;tin, eins og &thorn;a&eth; er n&uacute; oftast eftir a&eth; ma&eth;ur sparkar t&aacute;nni &iacute; eikka&eth;.. En m&eacute;r var illt &iacute; allt g&aelig;rkv&ouml;ld og svaf s&iacute;&eth;an mj&ouml;g takmarka&eth; &iacute; n&oacute;tt. &THORN;annig &iacute; morgun klukkan 8 &thorn;&aacute; &aacute;kva&eth; &eacute;g a&eth; fara upp&aacute; slys&oacute;, bara svona til a&eth; tj&eacute;kka &aacute; essu. Var r&eacute;tt sest ni&eth;ur &thorn;egar &thorn;a&eth; var kalla&eth; &aacute; mig. Ungur l&aelig;knir kom s&iacute;&eth;an og sko&eth;a&eth;i mig. Hann tosa&eth;i og &yacute;tti allavega &aacute; t&aacute;surnar m&iacute;nar (nokku&eth; viss um a&eth; hann s&eacute; me&eth; sm&aacute; t&aacute;fetis hehe) Hann enda&eth;i svo &aacute; a&eth; senda mig &iacute; r&ouml;ntgen, en vi&eth; vosum s&aacute;mmala um a&eth; &eacute;g v&aelig;ri n&uacute; &ouml;rugglega ekki brotin. En au&eth;vita var &iacute; brotin, &eacute;g meina hva&eth; anna&eth;.. &Eacute;g er n&uacute; einu sinni &Aacute;sta Dr&ouml;fn og henni tekst alltaf a&eth; gera eikka&eth; svona.&nbsp; Og &iacute; &thorn;okkab&oacute;t &thorn;&aacute; er &thorn;etta t&aacute;in hli&eth;in&aacute; litlu t&aacute;nni, bara &iacute; tvennt!! e&eth;a svona sk&aacute; tvennt!! <br />M&aelig;tti s&iacute;&eth;an galv&ouml;sk &iacute; vinnuna, en entist ekki mj&ouml;g lengi var farin heim klukkan h&aacute;lf 1. Var ekki alveg a&eth; meika a&eth; vera svona &aacute; r&ouml;ltinu fram og til baka og upp og ni&eth;ur stigana. Er n&uacute;na me&eth; nokku&eth; g&oacute;&eth;an, stanslausan verk &iacute; f&aelig;tinum. Er ekki alveg a&eth; f&iacute;la &thorn;a&eth; sko. <br /><br />En anna&eth; &iacute; fr&eacute;ttum er ekki miki&eth;. H&aacute;lfur m&aacute;nu&eth;ur &iacute; sveitina, og 4 vikur &iacute; Gunna minn </font><img src="/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-wink.gif" border="0" alt="Glottandi" title="Glottandi" /> <font size="2">Bara nokkrir dagar eftir af vinnunni og m&eacute;r tekst a&eth; brj&oacute;ta &aacute; m&eacute;r t&aacute;nna. Ma&eth;ur er svo mikill snillingur!! <br /><br />Bliss<br /></font><font size="2"><br /><br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 15:21:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Jį HĘ]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/350863/Ja_HAe</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">J&aacute; g&oacute;&eth;a kveldi&eth; <br /><br />Minns var veikur &iacute; g&aelig;r, f&oacute;r veik heim &uacute;r vinnunni sem hefur ekki gerst s&iacute;&eth;an &aacute; t&iacute;mum KEA dagana.. vakna&eth;i me&eth; h&aacute;lss&aelig;rindi og slen og enda&eth;i me&eth; beinverkjum og sm&aacute; hita.. En h&aacute;lsinn var g&oacute;&eth;ur um kv&ouml;ldi&eth; en aftur sl&aelig;mur &thorn;egar &eacute;g vakna&eth;i &iacute; morgun.. En eikkert af hinu kom aftur.. Skr&iacute;ti&eth; d&aelig;mi<br /><br />Er n&uacute;na b&uacute;in a&eth; vera &iacute; t&ouml;lvunni &iacute; 3 t&iacute;ma.. vesenast me&eth; ipodin minn, tala vi&eth; Gunna en mest bara eikka&eth; flakk &aacute; myspace og eikka&eth; rugl.. &oacute;tr&uacute;legt hva&eth; ma&eth;ur getur eitt t&iacute;manum &iacute; rugl.. <br /><br />Og hva&eth; er m&aacute;li&eth; me&eth; bloggheiminn &iacute; dag? Afhverju er f&oacute;lk a&eth; l&aelig;sa s&iacute;&eth;unum s&iacute;num? eins og m&eacute;r s&eacute; ekki n&aacute;kv&aelig;mlega sama hver les bloggi&eth; mitt, oftast er &thorn;a&eth; bara eikka&eth; bull.. Og m&eacute;r g&aelig;ti ekki veri&eth; meira sama um hver les &thorn;au.. Vorkenni bara greyi&eth; f&oacute;lkinu sem nennir a&eth; lesa &thorn;au hehe..<br /><br />En annars er f&oacute;lk miki&eth; h&aelig;tt a&eth; blogga, f&oacute;lk nennir ekki a&eth; standa &iacute; &thorn;essu rugli lengur. Enda sko&eth;a engin &thorn;au lengur, &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;au eru &ouml;ll l&aelig;st..hehe&nbsp; &Eacute;g tek reglulega svona blogg hring athuga hvort a&eth; vinir og vandamenn hafi eitthva&eth; merkilegt a&eth; segja. Finnst alltaf gaman a&eth; lesa hva&eth; a&eth;rir eru a&eth; gera og svona.. &THORN;&oacute; a&eth; &eacute;g hafi n&uacute; l&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; segja sj&aacute;lf.. Reyndar er &eacute;g me&eth; sm&aacute; fr&eacute;ttir fyrir landann... <br />J&aacute;hh H&uacute;n &Aacute;sta Dr&ouml;fn er b&uacute;in a&eth; s&aelig;kja um &iacute;&nbsp; sk&oacute;la og engan annan en H&aacute;sk&oacute;la &Iacute;slands!! Og m&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; vera kalla&eth; miki&eth; afrek, h&eacute;r me&eth; hef &eacute;g vi&eth;urkennt a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; a&eth; ver&eth;a fullor&eth;in,.. &thorn;arf virkilega a&eth; fara a&eth; taka mig &aacute;.. H&aelig;tta &thorn;essum barnast&aelig;lum og bara Gr&oacute;w opp sko..&nbsp; Nehh &eacute;g nenni n&uacute; ekki alveg a&eth; ver&eth;a fullor&eth;in strax, en &aelig;tla samt a&eth; fara &iacute; sk&oacute;la &iacute; haust.. &THORN;a&eth; er a&eth; segja ef &eacute;g kemst inn.. Vona &thorn;a&eth; n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega og talandi um n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega &thorn;&aacute; s&oacute;tti &eacute;g um l&iacute;ffr&aelig;&eth;iskor og &thorn;arf a&eth; l&aelig;ra einhverja n&aacute;tt&uacute;rfr&aelig;&eth;i </font><img src="/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-tongue-out.gif" border="0" alt="Ullandi" title="Ullandi" /><br /><br /><font size="2">J&aelig;ja n&oacute; &iacute; bili<br /><br />p.s Helga ef &eacute;g f&aelig; ekki link n&uacute;na &thorn;&aacute; blogga &eacute;g aldrei aftur.. ALDREI!!</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 22:08:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Aš vera eša ekki vera aš nenna aš skrifa blogg..]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/314762/Ad_vera_eda_ekki_vera_ad_nenna_ad_skrifa_blogg</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">&THORN;ar sem &eacute;g heyr&eth;i bl&iacute;strulagi&eth; &iacute; g&aelig;r &thorn;&aacute; &aacute;kva&eth; &eacute;g a&eth; skella sm&aacute; inn h&eacute;rna &aacute; &thorn;etta blessa&eth;a blogg.<br /><br />Miki&eth; hefur drifi&eth; &aacute; daga m&iacute;na s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g blogga&eth;i seinast, &thorn;a&eth; er t.d. komi&eth; n&yacute;tt &aacute;r sem er ekki svo &yacute;kja merkilegt enda gerist &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; hverju &aacute;ri.. <br />En &eacute;g f&oacute;r einnig til &uacute;tlanda a&eth; hitta minn heitt elska&eth;a eigimann, &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; &eacute;g kalli hann n&uacute; aldrei eiginmann minn &thorn;&aacute; &aacute;kva&eth; &eacute;g samt a&eth; gera &thorn;a&eth; n&uacute;na :)&nbsp; En &thorn;a&eth; var rosalega gott a&eth; hitta Gunna, enda alveg 3 m&aacute;nu&eth;ir s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g hitti hann seinast. Og &eacute;g var valla stigin upp &iacute; flugv&eacute;l &thorn;egar &eacute;g var b&uacute;in a&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;a a&eth; &eacute;g f&aelig;ri aftur um p&aacute;skan sama hva&eth; &thorn;a&eth; myndi kosta.. Og &thorn;a&eth; mun kosta mig svona 100 &thorn;&uacute;s kell hvorki meira n&eacute; minna!!<br />En t&iacute;min &uacute;ti var n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega alltof flj&oacute;tur a&eth; l&iacute;&eth;a.. en hann var vel n&yacute;ttur &iacute; alskonar T&uacute;r&iacute;stad&oacute;t.. &thorn;a&eth; var n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega fari&eth; &iacute; Busch gardens, Disney World og Universal Studios.. F&oacute;rum einnig &iacute; Rippleys b&iacute;l&iacute;v&iacute;t or nott.. Og ekki m&aacute; gleyma &ouml;llum mollunum sem vi&eth; skoppu&eth;umst &iacute; allan daginn, Gunna til mikillar m&aelig;&eth;u.. <br />Ekki var&eth; mikil br&uacute;nka &iacute; &thorn;essari fer&eth; &thorn;ar sem s&oacute;lin var ekki &aacute; sundf&ouml;tunum. F&oacute;rum alveg einu sinni &aacute; str&ouml;ndina og s&oacute;lin var mest allan t&iacute;man bak vi&eth; sk&yacute; og sj&oacute;rinn alveg &iacute;s&iacute;s&iacute;s kaldur! En samt haf&eth;i ma&eth;ur sig &iacute; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; stinga t&aacute;num&nbsp; og mest &ouml;llum l&aelig;runum &iacute; hann.. en &thorn;a&eth; framkalla&eth;i bara skj&aacute;lfta :)<br /><br />J&aacute; &eacute;g er a&eth; reyna a&eth; hugsa j&aacute;kv&aelig;&eth;ar hugsanir n&uacute;na, &thorn;v&iacute; m&eacute;r gengur illa a&eth; kaupa helv.. fari&eth; til Gunna aftur og mig langar p&iacute;nu til a&eth; &ouml;skra sm&aacute; og &ouml;skra p&iacute;nu&nbsp; meira.. og ekki b&aelig;tir &thorn;a&eth; &uacute;r sk&aacute;k a&eth; Brynjar er t&yacute;ndur.. &thorn;annig mig langar p&iacute;nu a&eth; hlaupa &uacute;t og &ouml;skra p&iacute;nu meira.. en &iacute; sta&eth;inn &thorn;&aacute; &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; h&aelig;tta a&eth; skrifa &thorn;etta blogg og fara upp &iacute; r&uacute;m og horfa &aacute; eitthva&eth; afskaplega skemmtilegt og reyna a&eth; fara a&eth; sofa, GL&Ouml;&ETH; <br /><br />Bliss<br /><br />p.s &thorn;etta g&aelig;ti veri&eth; seinasta bloggi&eth; mitt &iacute; langan t&iacute;ma, &thorn;annig ekki fara &iacute; f&yacute;lu ef &eacute;g skrifa ekkert &aacute; n&aelig;stunnu :) Elska ykkur &Ouml;LL<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 23:27:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Okursmokur..]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/282445/Okursmokur</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">Var a&eth; lesa um 100 f&aelig;rslur &aacute; <a href="http://this.is/drgunni/okur" target="_blank">Okurs&iacute;&eth;u Dr Gunna</a> .. Og &eacute;g hef komist a&eth; ni&eth;urst&ouml;&eth;u, vi&eth; &iacute;slendingar erum greinilega alveg st&oacute;r skr&iacute;ti&eth; f&oacute;lk, vi&eth; gerum ekkert anna&eth; en a&eth; hvarta og hveina (kvarta og kveina?) en vi&eth; gerum nu &oacute;sk&ouml;&eth; l&iacute;ti&eth; &iacute; m&aacute;linu.. &eacute;g man n&uacute; ekki fyrir svo l&ouml;ngu a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; var eikka&eth; veri&eth; a&eth; l&aelig;kka einhverja matarskatta.. en &eacute;g held a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; hafi n&uacute; alveg falli&eth; yfir sig &thorn;v&iacute; m&eacute;r finnst allt vera enn d&yacute;rara n&uacute;na.. , &thorn;stta var n&uacute; reyndar &aelig;a&eth;ur en &eacute;g f&oacute;r &uacute;t...<br />Og hva&eth; er m&aacute;li&eth; me&eth; B&iacute;&oacute;mi&eth;aver&eth;i&eth;.. og enn verra viti&eth;i &thorn;i&eth; hva&eth; kostar a&eth; leigja sp&oacute;lu.. j&aacute;mm 650kr ef &thorn;a&eth; hefur ekki ekki h&aelig;kka&eth; &iacute; &thorn;essum skrifu&eth;u or&eth;um.. og &iacute; lj&oacute;si &thorn;ess sem &eacute;g var a&eth; lesa &thorn;essa okur s&iacute;&eth;u &thorn;arna &thorn;&aacute; &aelig;tla &eacute;g bara a&eth; koma me&eth; d&aelig;mi sj&aacute;lf..<br /><br />Nings Akureyri um seinustu helgi.. keypti m&eacute;r nautakj&ouml;t &iacute; svartpipars&oacute;su og k&oacute;k &iacute; d&oacute;s t&aelig;plega 1800kell takk fyrir.. og &thorn;etta var ekki st&oacute;r skammtur og &eacute;g f&eacute;kk bara k&iacute;nak&aacute;l og gulr&aelig;tur me&eth; sm&aacute; nautakj&ouml;ti.. og diskurinn var svo l&iacute;till a&eth; s&oacute;san fl&aelig;ddi yfir.. j&aacute; passa sig a&eth; hafa diskinn ekki of st&oacute;ran &thorn;&aacute; myndi &thorn;etta vir&eth;ast enn minna.. jebb &eacute;g &aelig;tla ekki a&eth; versla aftur &thorn;arna.. frekar fer &eacute;g &aacute; subway.. &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; s&eacute; n&uacute; ekkert &oacute;d&yacute;rt &thorn;&aacute; veit &eacute;g allavega hva&eth; &eacute;g f&aelig; fyrir peninginn &thorn;ar!!<br /><br />J&aacute; ma&eth;ur g&aelig;ti &thorn;rausa&eth; um &thorn;etta allan daginn en ma&eth;ur nennir &thorn;v&iacute; bara ekki.. vi&eth; &iacute;slendingar erum alltof l&eacute;leg &iacute; svona d&oacute;ti vi&eth; gefumst upp um lei&eth;..&nbsp; En &thorn;a&eth; er n&uacute; &oacute;sk&ouml;&eth; l&iacute;ti&eth; sem vi&eth; g&aelig;tum gert vi&eth; ver&eth;um n&uacute; v&iacute;st a&eth; bor&eth;a g&aelig;tum hj&oacute;la&eth; &iacute; vinnuna.. en hver nennir &thorn;v&iacute; &iacute; 10 stiga frosti? &thorn;annig vi&eth; h&ouml;ldum bara &aacute;fram a&eth; bor&eth;a alltof d&yacute;ran mat og keyra &aacute; ofurh&aacute;u bens&iacute;nver&eth;i..<br /><br />Anna&eth; &iacute; fr&eacute;ttum.. Ekkert merkilegt svosem.. slappa&eth;i bara af &thorn;essa helgi ger&eth;i &thorn;a&eth; einnig seinustu helgi.. er a&eth; hugsa hva&eth; skal gera n&aelig;stu helgi.. var b&uacute;in a&eth; lofa m&eacute;r &iacute; hrekkjav&ouml;kupart&yacute;.. en langar a&eth; fara til Helgu minnar en &thorn;a&eth; kostar &oacute;hemju miki&eth; a&eth; flj&uacute;gja og &eacute;g treysti ekki b&iacute;lnum m&iacute;nu &iacute; langkeyrslur.. hann er &aacute; t&aelig;pasta va&eth;i greyi&eth;.. &thorn;annig &thorn;a&eth; er alveg spurning hva&eth; mun gerast.. <br /><br />Er b&uacute;in a&eth; k&uacute;ra hj&aacute; kisunum m&iacute;num &iacute; nokkra daga. Pabbi er &uacute;ti &aacute; sp&aacute;ni &thorn;annig &eacute;g gisti &uacute;t&iacute; sveit hj&aacute; s&aelig;du d&uacute;llunum svo &thorn;&aelig;r s&eacute;u n&uacute; ekki einar.. og &thorn;&aelig;r eru &aelig;&eth;i, sakna &thorn;eirra geggja&eth; miki&eth;.. n&aelig;stum jafn miki&eth; og &eacute;g sakna Gunna minns.<br /><br />Hmm j&aacute; &eacute;g smakka&eth;i Keng&uacute;rukj&ouml;t &aacute; Greifanum um dagin og &thorn;a&eth; var bara mj&ouml;g gott.. f&aelig; m&eacute;r &ouml;rugglega svolei&eth;is aftur &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; hafi veri&eth; doldi&eth; d&yacute;rt en ma&eth;ur m&aacute; n&uacute; alveg leifa s&eacute;r eikka&eth; svona einst&ouml;ku sinnum.<br /><br />L&iacute;ti&eth; anna&eth; &iacute; fr&eacute;ttum nema a&eth; &eacute;g er alltof l&ouml;t &iacute; a&eth; hitta f&oacute;lk.. er bara alltaf eikka&eth; b&uacute;in &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;egar &eacute;g er b&uacute;in &iacute; vinnunni.. fer bara heim og upp&iacute; r&uacute;m og nenni ekki neinu.. en &eacute;g er samt byrju&eth; &iacute; r&aelig;ktinnu og m&aelig;ti &thorn;anga&eth; 2-3svar &iacute; viku klukkan 8 um morgunin sem m&aacute; &thorn;ykkja gott af m&eacute;r &thorn;v&iacute; &eacute;g er ekki beint morgunmanneskja..hehe<br /><br />j&aelig;ja bliss<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 16:08:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Undur og Stórmerki gerast..]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/268720/Undur_og_Stormerki_gerast</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">&Eacute;g hef komist a&eth; ni&eth;urst&ouml;&eth;u um a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; bara a&eth; ver&eth;a g&ouml;mul, jamm kommst a&eth; &thorn;essu um daginn og hef p&aelig;lt &iacute; &thorn;essu n&uacute;na hvert skipti&eth; sem &eacute;g f&aelig; b&iacute;linn hennar m&ouml;mmu l&aacute;na&eth;an.. en &thorn;annig er n&uacute; &thorn;a&eth;&nbsp; a&eth; h&uacute;n hlustar &aacute; Bylgjuna &thorn;annig &eacute;g hlusta &aacute; Bylgjuna &thorn;egar &eacute;g f&aelig; b&iacute;linn og m&eacute;r finnst bara f&iacute;nt a&eth; hlusta &aacute; Bylgjuna.. j&aacute;ts &eacute;g er or&eth;in g&ouml;mul, n&aelig;st byrja &eacute;g a&eth; hlusta &aacute; r&aacute;s 2 og loks gufuna og &thorn;&aacute; m&aacute; bara pakka m&eacute;r ni&eth;ur.<br /><br />En annars lennti &eacute;g &iacute; skr&iacute;tnu atviki me&eth; Bylgjuna g&oacute;&eth;u.. &Eacute;g var a&eth; keyra heim og svona r&eacute;tt &aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g keyri inn&iacute; g&ouml;tununa m&iacute;na &thorn;&aacute; byrjar &thorn;etta horbj&oacute;&eth;slag me&eth; Einar &Aacute;g&uacute;st var &eacute;g n&uacute; bara fegin &thorn;egar &eacute;g gat sl&ouml;kkt &aacute; b&iacute;lnum og hoppa&eth; &uacute;t&iacute; kuldann.. en daginn eftir &thorn;egar &eacute;g fer a&eth; sk&uacute;ra og kveiki &aacute; b&iacute;lnum haldi&eth;i a&eth; lagi&eth; s&eacute; bara ekki &iacute; spilun og bara eins og ekkert v&aelig;ri sj&aacute;lfsag&eth;ara.. &eacute;g held a&eth; Bylgjan hafi gert &thorn;etta viljandi.. sp&uacute;k&iacute;<br /><br />Annars gengur l&iacute;fi&eth; bara sinn vanagang, &eacute;g geri ekkert neitt nema vinna og vinnna og svo fer &eacute;g heim og horfi &aacute; sj&oacute;nvarpi&eth; fer a&eth; sofa vakna me&eth; herkjum og fer aftur a&eth; vinna.. Er s&iacute;&eth;an b&uacute;inn a&eth; djamma allar helgar s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g kom heim, og veit eigi hva&eth; skal gera &thorn;essa helgi, slappa af kannski.. j&aacute; v&aelig;ri n&uacute; alveg til &iacute; &thorn;a&eth;, bara gera ekki neitt fara bara ekki &uacute;r n&aacute;ttf&ouml;tunum :)<br /><br />j&aelig;ja nenni ekki a&eth; blogga meira, reyni a&eth; gera &thorn;etta aftur &iacute; br&aacute;&eth;<br /><br /><br />Bliss<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 21:28:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Ķsland.. Frešnaland]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/260615/Island_Frednaland</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">Afhverju eru bens&iacute;nlokin ekki bara &aacute; s&ouml;mu hli&eth; &aacute; &ouml;llum b&iacute;lum, ma&eth;ur spyr sig.. &THORN;&aacute; &thorn;yrfti ma&eth;ur n&uacute; ekki a&eth; vera a&eth; p&aelig;la &iacute; &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur kemur &aacute; bens&iacute;nst&ouml;&eth;ina.. En &thorn;etta er kannski einhver brella, hvoru megin &aelig;tli s&eacute; betra a&eth; vera me&eth; loki&eth;??&nbsp; B&iacute;lstj&oacute;rmegin mundi &eacute;g halda stutt labb.. kannski vilja &thorn;eir a&eth; vi&eth; l&ouml;bbum &thorn;annig vi&eth; vitum hva&eth; vig eigum gott a&eth; vera &aacute; b&iacute;l.. <br /><br /><br />J&aelig;ja b&uacute;in a&eth; vinna &iacute; M&ouml;ssub&uacute;&eth; &iacute; t&aelig;plega viku, gengur bara mj&ouml;g vel, ekki b&uacute;in a&eth; gera neinar alvarlegar vitleysur enn&thorn;&aacute;.. Langar a&eth; kaupa m&eacute;r fullt af sk&oacute;m, en m&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; ekki, er a&eth; spara fyrir &uacute;tl&ouml;ndin sem koma eftir 107 daga.. <br />&nbsp; Hlakka til a&eth; hitta Gunna, er fatin a&eth; sakna a&eth; hafa hann ekki hj&aacute; m&eacute;r, bara a&eth; horfa &aacute; tv e&eth;a eikka&eth;.. En hundra&eth; dagar eru ekki svo lengi a&eth; l&iacute;&eth;a.. allavega koma j&oacute;lin alltaf strax<br /><br />F&oacute;r &aacute; alv&ouml;ru &iacute;slenskt fyller&iacute; &iacute; g&aelig;r, &thorn;a&eth; var geggja&eth; gaman, nema &thorn;a&eth; er kalt &uacute;ti!!&nbsp; Og &thorn;a&eth; var enginn &iacute; b&aelig;num sem var lei&eth;inlegt en &eacute;g skemmti m&eacute;r vel og um &thorn;a&eth; sn&yacute;st &thorn;etta n&uacute;... fann s&iacute;&eth;an gamlan bekkjarf&eacute;laga hann Tomma, og hann redda&eth;i m&eacute;r fari heim sem var n&uacute; &aacute;g&aelig;tt &thorn;v&iacute; ekki nennti &eacute;g a&eth; labba heim.. Og m&eacute;r var or&eth;i&eth; doldi&eth; kalt &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; standa fyrir utan D&aacute;tann.. <br />&nbsp; j&aelig;ja &eacute;g sofna&eth;i um lei&eth; og &eacute;g lag&eth;ist &aacute; koddan og svaf til 10 var bara hress, keypti m&eacute;r alv&ouml;ru sveitann hamborgara og j&aacute;hh hann var g&oacute;&eth;ur.. skellti mynd &iacute; t&aelig;ki&eth;.. e&eth;a t&ouml;lvuna og horf&eth;i &aacute; hana me&eth; mikilli athygli mj&ouml;g g&oacute;&eth; mynd.. Knocked up <br /><br />Er enn&thorn;&aacute; &iacute; r&uacute;mminu a&eth; horfa &aacute; Californiacation,&nbsp; sem er skemmtilegir &thorn;&aelig;ttir.. er a&eth; bor&eth;a kaldar frenskar og er a&eth; hugsa um a&eth; bor&eth;a seinustu bitana af burgernum, &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; hlj&oacute;mi ekki vel &thorn;&aacute; er kaldur hamborgari geggja&eth; g&oacute;&eth;ur.. allir a&eth; pr&oacute;fa &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; morgun.. kaldur hamborgari me&eth; k&ouml;ldum fr&ouml;nskum og volgu k&oacute;ki &uacute;jeah.. hehe<br /><br />Er a&eth; hugsa um a&eth; horfa &aacute; einn &thorn;&aacute;tt i vi&eth;b&oacute;t og fara s&iacute;&eth;an a&eth; taka mig til fyrir matarbo&eth;, ekki gott a&eth; m&aelig;ta me&eth; djammm&aacute;lningu gj&aelig;rdagsins e&eth;a hva&eth;..<br /><br />bliss<br /><br />p.s. sm&aacute; update kl&aacute;ra&eth;i hamborgarann og hann var mm g&oacute;&eth;ur!!<br /><br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 17:32:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Er ég kem heim ķ Bśšardall...]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/258090/Er_eg_kem_heim_i_Budardall</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">G&oacute;&eth;an daginn<br /><br />&THORN;&aacute; er ma&eth;ur komin heim &iacute; hei&eth;ardalinn. Fer&eth;in heim gekk bara rosa vel, 8 t&iacute;ma flugi&eth; var bara 7 t&iacute;mar en &eacute;g n&aacute;&eth;i vo&eth;a l&iacute;ti&eth;a a&eth; sofna &aacute; lei&eth;inni. Loksins &thorn;egar &eacute;g var komin &iacute; stu&eth; til a&eth; fara a&eth; sofa &thorn;&aacute; byrja&eth;i barni&eth; vi&eth; hli&eth;ina &aacute; m&eacute;r a&eth; grenja og grenja&eth;i alla lei&eth;ina heim.. svaka stu&eth;.. s&eacute;rstaklega fyrir greyi&eth; m&oacute;&eth;urina.. H&uacute;n ver&eth;ur &ouml;rugglega me&eth; hiksta n&aelig;stu vikuna.<br /><br />Helga m&iacute;n kom s&iacute;&eth;an og s&oacute;tti mig, vo&eth;a g&oacute;&eth; a&eth; vakna klukkan 4 um n&oacute;ttina til a&eth; koma og s&aelig;kja mig. &THORN;a&eth; var s&iacute;&eth;an tala&eth; allalei&eth;na heim &aacute; Hvanneyri &thorn;ar sem Helga &aacute; heima og s&iacute;&eth;an var tala&eth; meira og svona.. S&iacute;&eth;an f&oacute;rum vi&eth; aftur til H&ouml;fu&eth;borgarinnar og &thorn;ar var markmi&eth;i&eth; a&eth; kau&eth;a sveittan hamborgara, &thorn;v&iacute; &eacute;g hef ekki fengi&eth; svolei&eth;is &iacute; 2 m&aacute;nu&eth;ur.. sem er n&aacute;ttla allltof langur t&iacute;mi. Vi&eth; keyr&eth;um um b&aelig;in &iacute; leit af sveittustu sjoppunni og var&eth; BS&Iacute; fyrir valinu. Vi&eth; fengum &thorn;ennan &aacute;g&aelig;tis Sn&aelig;&eth;ing eins og &thorn;etta var kalla&eth; &thorn;ar.. Nema hann var ekki n&oacute;gu sveittur!    J&aelig;ja vi&eth; sko&eth;u&eth;um &iacute; nokkrar b&uacute;&eth;ir og f&oacute;rum s&iacute;&eth;an &iacute; heims&oacute;kn til M&ouml;ggu og Hei&eth;r&uacute;nar, og &thorn;ar var tala&eth; a&eth;eins meira. S&iacute;&eth;an var haldi&eth; &uacute;t &aacute; flugv&ouml;ll &thorn;ar sem bei&eth; m&iacute;n einka&thorn;ota.. Nei ekki alveg en L&iacute;na vinkona var svo g&oacute;&eth; a&eth; spl&aelig;sa &aacute; mig flugi heim, og &thorn;a&eth; var n&uacute; gott a&eth; komast heim &iacute; &Aacute;shli&eth;ina.  &Eacute;g t&yacute;ndi upp gjafirnar handa li&eth;inu, og allir voru rosa gla&eth;ir. S&iacute;&eth;an f&oacute;r &eacute;g a&eth; heims&aelig;kja kisurnar m&iacute;n sem eru hj&aacute; pabba, e&eth;a f&oacute;r a&eth; heims&aelig;kja pabba &thorn;ar sem kisurnar eru.. hehe   &THORN;&aelig;r k&ouml;nnu&eth;ust n&uacute; a&eth;eins vi&eth; mig og snurfusu&eth;ust &iacute; kringum mig og vildu f&aacute; sm&aacute; klapp og kn&uacute;s.<br /><br />J&aelig;ja s&iacute;&eth;an f&oacute;r &eacute;g n&uacute; bara heim og spjalla&eth;i a&eth;eins vi&eth; Gunnsann minn, og s&iacute;&eth;an grj&oacute;t sofna&eth;i &eacute;g og svaf fram &aacute; h&aacute;degi &iacute; dag.. sem var n&uacute; bara alveg &aacute;g&aelig;tt eftir 36 t&iacute;ma fer&eth;alag fr&aacute; Orlando &iacute; &Aacute;shl&iacute;&eth;ina.<br /><br />&Eacute;g byrja&eth;i s&iacute;&eth;an a&eth; vinna &iacute; dag. Er komin me&eth; tv&aelig;r vinnur, M&ouml;ssub&uacute;&eth; og a&eth; sk&uacute;ra &iacute; VMA, hehe  &Eacute;g byrja a&eth; sk&uacute;ra &iacute; dag og s&iacute;&eth;an &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; k&iacute;kja &iacute; m&ouml;ssub&uacute;&eth;ina &aacute; morgun, en Massa ver&eth;ur ekki vi&eth;  fyrr en &aacute; mi&eth;vikudaginn. &Uacute;ff &eacute;g &aacute; eftir a&eth; kaupa alltof marga sk&oacute; &aacute; n&aelig;stu m&aacute;nu&eth;um.. h&iacute;h&iacute;<br /><br />Bliss<br /><br /><br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 13:26:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Blogg hvaš er žaš..]]></title>
		<link>http://astan.bloggar.is/blogg/248769/Blogg_hvad_er_thad</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">J&aacute; &eacute;g veit &eacute;g er l&ouml;t vi&eth; a&eth; blogga, en enda hef &eacute;g vo&eth;a l&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; blogga um.<br /><br />En &thorn;a&eth; er allavega komi&eth; &aacute; hreint a&eth; &eacute;g m&aacute; ekki vinna h&eacute;rna &uacute;ti, sem er frekar f&uacute;lt &thorn;v&iacute; mig langar a&eth; vinna. En &eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; athuga hvort &eacute;g komist inn&iacute; fjarn&aacute;m hj&aacute; H&aacute;sk&oacute;la &Iacute;slands. S&iacute;&eth;an finn &eacute;g m&eacute;r kannski einhverja sj&aacute;lfbo&eth;avinnu, svona til a&eth; stytta m&eacute;r stundir. Kannski &iacute; einhverju d&yacute;rask&yacute;li, &thorn;vo l&uacute;sugum hundum og svona.<br /><br />Engin verslunarmannahelgi h&eacute;r&THORN;a&eth; var skr&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; fara ekki &iacute; fyller&yacute; um Versl&oacute;, en &iacute; sta&eth;inn &thorn;&aacute; f&oacute;rum vi&eth; &aacute; str&ouml;ndina me&eth; Casy Og Rebeccu.. &Uacute;ff &thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;kur hiti. &Eacute;g f&eacute;kk sm&aacute; meiri br&uacute;nku og Gunnsi f&eacute;kk rau&eth;ku &aacute; baki&eth; hehe. En &thorn;etta var f&iacute;nasta strandarfer&eth; vorum alveg &iacute; 3 t&iacute;ma og &eacute;g brann ekki.. &Eacute;g gafst samt flj&oacute;tt upp &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; liggja &iacute; s&oacute;lba&eth;i.. &eacute;g &thorn;oldi ekki &thorn;enna hita, &thorn;annig &eacute;g var mest a&eth; skoppast &iacute; sj&oacute;num, og s&iacute;&eth;an hj&aacute;lpa&eth;i &eacute;g Gunna me&eth; sandkastalann mikla, e&eth;a &eacute;g s&aacute; um a&eth; halda sj&oacute;num &iacute; burtu.. hehe<br /><br />&Uacute;ff j&aacute; svo m&aacute; n&uacute; ekki gleyma fer&eth;inni &iacute; Busch Gardens, sem er svona skemmtigar&eth;ur me&eth; r&uacute;ss&iacute;b&ouml;num og s&iacute;&eth;an er hann l&iacute;ka d&yacute;ragar&eth;ur.. &Eacute;g f&oacute;r &iacute; 2 r&uacute;ss&iacute;bana, og &thorn;a&eth; var alveg &oacute;gisslega gaman, &thorn;v&iacute; &eacute;g haf&eth;i aldrei fari&eth; &iacute; svolei&eth;is &aacute;&eth;ur. &Eacute;h var samt frekar f&uacute;l a&eth; f&oacute;lki&eth; var ekki til &iacute; a&eth; fara &iacute; fleiri r&uacute;ss&iacute;bana, &eacute;g vildi fara &iacute; hina 4 sem voru eftir en &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur bara a&eth; b&iacute;&eth;a betri t&iacute;ma.. Treysti &aacute; Dagn&yacute;ju til a&eth; fara memm&eacute;r &iacute; alla Gaurana... Ehaggi Dagn&yacute;?<br />En a&eth; sj&aacute; &ouml;ll d&yacute;rin st&oacute;&eth; samt upp&uacute;r.. enda vita allir sem &thorn;ekkja mig hva&eth; &eacute;g hef mikin &aacute;huga &aacute; d&yacute;rum. J&aacute; &eacute;g var a&eth; setja inn myndirnar af &thorn;essu &ouml;llu, en samt engar r&uacute;ss&iacute;bana myndir. &THORN;annig allir geta sko&eth;a&eth; myndirnar. &Eacute;g set s&iacute;&eth;an inn fleiri myndir &aacute; eftir<br /><br />Bliss<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 19:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
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