Howdy do. Writers block. Big time. Put in a pic of me, Diana and Erna. Erna is doing my hair. Looking forward to the Reykjavik film festival... and Ásthildur invited me to go with her to the theater on Thursday! It's a new play produced by Vesturport, starring Ingvar E. Sigurðsson, which is one of my favourite Icelandic actors, with original score by Nick Cave. How cool is that? The play, Woyzekc by Buchner, will be shown in Borgarleikhúsið in Reykjavík and also at the Barbican in London. :D I love going to the theatre. When I grow up I plan to go much more often. When I was younger, like 12, I planned to look like Cindy Crawford. Figured I had the mole. Didn't quite work out that way. ALTHOUGH we're the same height... now, I only need to lose 30 kilos and have a bunch of plastic surgeries. Color my hair and join a 5 year fitness program. Bah, too much effort.
Kisses, darling!

Það er búið að klukka mig. Now how do I say this in english, I've ben tagged? Anywhoo, apparently that means I have to write down five pointless facts about myself.. here goes!

1. I hate mafia movies, mafia shows or anything to do with the mafia (when it comes to entertainment at least, muwahaha). I even dislike many italian-american actors because they always seem to end up in mafia movies.

2. I'm 28 years old and I still live with my parents. How sad. Plan to move out when I get a job. OK. This is even sadder. Unemployed and living with my parents. No wonder I don't have a boyfriend. Arg! It just keeps getting better, no house, no job, no boyfriend...

3. I am crazy about kids and kids are crazy about me. Contrary to popular belief this does not mean that I want to actually have kids (at least not for the next five years or so...). Other peoples kids work quite well enough for me.

4. I've been involved with politics for years. However I hate it. I like trying to make things better and promoting a what I see as a better way of doing things, but I absoloutely hate the back-stabbing, back-nagging element of it. To sum up, I like tackling issues but haaaate the politics of it.

5. If I fall asleep during the day I am grumpier than all else when I wake up. This does not happen when I wake up in the morning, although I'm not exactly jumping for joy then either. I'm talking I get seriously MAD when I wake up after a mid-day nap.

Now, who should I tag? Hmmm...

Well, home sweet home and all. Am back from London where I had a great time, meating all my class mates and some flat mates and all. Then I came back to Iceland, where it has been extremely cold, quite a change from the 20 degrees Celcius, but it has still been very nice, with Diana visiting from New York. Now I'm just trying to finish my other project and to get a job. Is my blog getting a tad bit repetitive? Will give you juicy gossip soon, I promise...
Oh, one more thing! A gazillion thanks to Arnar for the gift, I read it and it was excellent! ;)

Hello everyone,
just a quick word to check in... I'm now in London handing in my final film and stuff, staying with Kostas in my old flat which is empty apart from us! Very strange! Yesterday was the handing in day and the whole class went to Rosemary's tavern afterwards to celebrate. Today I've been roaming around town, saw Saira and Radny, which was wonderful. So strange how quickly this year has passed. Anyway, tomorrow is the screening of all the films (I'm extremely nervous about that!!)(hope the sound and everything is good and that everything goes smoothly, hopefully everyone will fall asleep during my film so I won't have to face to severe a criticism... :S )
Am listening to Takk now before going to bed, it's very, very good.
Will be back soon to hang out with Diana and finish my other project (nyskopunarsjodsverkefnid)... after that I'm up in the air and will have to find a new focus point for my entire life... haha
Catch you later XX

Sirkus burns. Kindof like Glaumbær, eh? Although not quite as much. I don't care, I wasn't there, bloody queue anyway. God, I can't spell queueueueu any more. Anyway. Queue is correct, I think. Just looks stupid.
On to different things.

I watch too much tv.
I feel extremely bad for Serena. She lives on Ramsey street. Although that's not why I feel sorry for her, and if you'd watch Neighbours you'd know why.(Hey, it's not like I have a steady job to go to, what else do I do for lunch??)(I know it's pathetic, but it's also addictive, ok???)

And I cannot wait for the final episodes of Lost. I start shaking on Tuesdays in anticipation, refusing to cheat and steal 'em of the internet. Once a week does have its charm.
Otherwise I'm getting stressed. Am going to London next week and I don't have all my shit together. Have to turn in my other project this month and there I don't have all my shit together. I really should get my shit together.
But on a different and more exciting note, Diana is coming to Iceland! The exact date is not confirmed yet, but probably next Monday.

Hire me, anyone? Oooh, maybe my potential employers read my blog and that's why I don't get hired...
Well, if they won't hire Mother Theresa they're evil anyway.

How depressing. I'm mother xxxxxx Theresa. Can't I be someone cool for once? Can I volunteer for something? Need food? Water?
Will trade help for booze.

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