Me, me, me.

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Staðsetning: Reykjavik, Iceland

þriðjudagur, janúar 06, 2009

Blogg blogg blogg, þvílík pressa! Úff. Ókei, blogg. Hmmm... er búin að vera rosalega dugleg að endurraða öllu í stofunni minni og pússa (ásamt Hlynsa mági, ókei, meira hann) upp eldhúsinnréttinguna og byrjuð að mála... ræraræææ... allt að gerast, skal ég segja þér, ALLT AÐ GERAST. Jæja. árið er 2009, og ég er búin að skrifa á þetta blogg í
SJÖ
ár... úff... það er met... eða kannski ekki, en alla vega fyrir mig.

Jæja, búin að brjóta bloggblokkið og svo kannski, bara kannski, fer ég að blogga meira, ókei?

XX
B

föstudagur, október 24, 2008

I wonder how much money Iceland has lost when the whole society is waiting for press releases from the government... which are unvariably late. Anyway, I'm trying to ignore the horrible negativity. I'm going to trust the experts (of which I am certainly not one of) and pop my head up again when everything is over. 

In the meantime - I am willing to work for food and accessories... mostly accessories... 

It's Friday again and my weekend is comfortably packed, meeting friends, a girls' night out, a child's birthday party... my sister is also graduating from University and my mom is celebrating her 60th. So, yeah! 

Till then I must work, of which I have done frightfully little today. Must keep the economy going, and, unfortunately, it is not through Facebook...

Have a nice weekend!

fimmtudagur, október 16, 2008

OK, blog-fast is over. It's extremely difficult to start blogging again after a long period of time. I can't even remember when was the last time I blogged, most likely before I went on holiday (which was great) and definitely before the Great Depression hit Iceland, and we were oddly put under terrorist laws in the UK (for a peaceful nation of 300.000 on an island in the North-Atlantic this is odd... we don't even have an army or the right to bear arms! We even find the idea of a swat team funny...)
So anyway, great depression, everything going down down down, hopefully I get to keep my job, though... since I bought a flat and all... don't really have the time or patience for a huge depression... :p 
But seriously, the situation is dire for many people and many are hurting. A sort of lynchmob mentality is growing towards the rich (or formerly rich) which scares me. I hope the nation doesn't go bankrupt and keep my fingers crossed. 
Funnily enough, our national anthem goes something like this: "Iceland a thousand years, a thousand years no more" ...maybe they were right... we've been here for a thousand years, perhaps its time to resurrender to the Norwegians (actually for the second time, hee hee)...

OK, over and out...

fimmtudagur, ágúst 14, 2008

I'm aaaaalmost grown up. I've taken the first steps in the loan hashmatash that comes along with buying your own place... so hopefully I can start making offers after I get back from Alcudia... This loan business is very complicated, and I am extremely insecure when it comes to it. I'm sure I'll burp or sigh or inadvertantly insult someone in the loan office and the loan officer will take a dislike to me and put me on some black list. 

miðvikudagur, ágúst 06, 2008

Well, well, well...
I forget, I meant to tell you something interresting.
Hmmm. Well. I'm going on holiday in 9 days and counting (8 tomorrow, 7 on Friday)(see, I can count)

I am extremely psyched! It's going to be so NICE! 
Just the sun, a sailboat, my family, a friend, the Mediterranian... 
add to that a Mai-Tai (preferably brought to me by a waiter, because for some reason it's really fun to say "Waiter, bring me another Mai-Tai") and a book or ten and I will be extatic.

Oh, f-k.
See what I did just there?
I jinxed it.

Knock on wood, 7-9-13!!! What I meant to say is that it's going to be awful, horrible, torrents and Bermuda triangles relocated in the Mediterranian!!!! No booze, lose friends and family and starve on a bookless desert island while my skin burns to a crisp!
:/


fimmtudagur, júlí 31, 2008

Hello my darling,
how's it going?

Me, I'm fine. I just bought a new telephone. My old one tended to put people right through to voice mail (without notifying me) and I wouldn't even know somebody called if they didn't speak on my voicemail. Plus it kept freezing up on me. So I bought a super duper new phone, a sparling new Sony Ericsson. I've had it for a little less than a week and it has shut down 4 times since then... just turns itself off. And THEN... it started doing the same thing as the other one, with the voicemail and all... Oopsy, guess it's a setting or something - should maybe just get rid of the voicemail! Otherwise... phone good, yes. :)

The weather has been great- it has actually been the warmest summer here since 1944... nice... hope it keeps... my holiday is in Mallorca anyway, so it doesn't really matter much... teehee.
I went to two great concerts last week - the first one with Damien Rice (sigh)... which was great... and then to the Mugison concert Saturday. It was a lot of fun, although the temperature was better at Mugison's concert - they closed the main exit doors at Nasa during the Damien Rice concert with a packed house and no air-conditioning... now does that seem like a good idea? Damien Rice solved the problem by giving everybody (or a whole lot of people) a cool beer during the last song... very cool. (Litterally and figuratively.)

So - a slight moan... I know I watch too much tv. Seriously too much tv. BUT there are some shows that are so bad you just want to smash up your tv set... like the new Robin Hood series - why does everyone have FULL on Dynasty makeup with hairstripes and funky hairstyles??? In the twelfth century!!???

þriðjudagur, júlí 22, 2008

It's raining now. I truly disapprove of raining in the summertime. 
Perhaps we could arrange for it to rain just for an hour and a half in the morning, say between 7 and 8:30... clearing the air for another sunny day. I don't know who to talk to about that, but I think it's a great idea.

There are two more days until I go to the Damien Rice concert at Nasa... and 29 days until I fly south for the winter. 

OK. Not maybe for the winter. But for a couple of weeks, at least. Sigh.

I'm trying to think of a terrific, original marketing idea - the perfect PR plan for Large Company X (can't divulge who I'm working for, now can I?), and my mind is a bit blank. Maybe I need to lie in a hammock, with a margarita in hand, in order for my mind to function properly? ...or is that wishful thinking?

Anyway - catch you later.

miðvikudagur, júlí 16, 2008

The sun is shining, it's Wednesday (so the working week is almost half over), and I'm feeling happy. A bit sleepy, but happy. What has inspired this happiness? Weeeell... my friends are all returning from abroad.... Cameron comes tonight from Norway, Lóa from Sierra Leone tomorrow, Sigga is coming from Rhodos Sunday and a week from now Sólrún comes home from touring Europe. Seems the end of July is THE return date for everyone and I ain't complaining :)

In other news, nothing much is happenning, I've been surprisingly busy at work (given how calm the summers are) and and and... ok. Don't have anything to report. So... back to work then. Have a nice day!

laugardagur, júlí 12, 2008

OK. NOT camping. Have you seen the weather out there? It's three o'clock in the afternoon and it's practically dark - pretty bad for a country boasting of 24 hours of sunlight during the summer. It's windy, raining and horribly low-cast. Depressing weather. The only thing you can do is work (where I am at right now, albeit Saturday) or watch tv and feel sorry for yourself because it shouldn't really be raining. Or, you know, you could do something fun or constructive - or like, clean the house. None of this appeals very much to me at the moment. So - off to Laugarásvideó to get a new copy of the Bones dvd I tried watching yesterday (all scratched up) 
I'll try to be slightly more cheerful in my next blog. :)

föstudagur, júlí 11, 2008


I'm going camping this weekend! Or so was the plan... I'm not liking the weather forecast, though... rain. It's raining in the planes of Spain. It's raining men. Raindrops keep falling on my head - but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red! Crying's not for me! 'Cause, I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining... because I'm freeeeeeeheheheheheheeee.

I think my blog needs more pictures. So here's a Gary Larson comic. I like Gary Larson - and I am an anthropologist... apparently :)
A visual one at that! So it all fits!