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	<title><![CDATA[Veröld Elínar]]></title>
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		<title><![CDATA[nýtt nýtt]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/262152/nytt_nytt</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="3">Hva&eth; haldi&eth;i?? <br /><br />N&yacute; s&iacute;&eth;a<br /><br /><font color="#ff0000"><strong><font size="5">www.123.is/elinosk</font></strong></font><br /><br /><br />tj&eacute;kki&eth; og kvitti&eth; ;)<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 20:18:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/261109/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2" color="#800080">B&uacute;in a&eth; &thorn;vo allt...slatti komin ni&eth;ur &iacute; t&ouml;sku! Allt drasli&eth; mitt er &aacute; lei&eth;inni af flakkaranum inn &iacute; t&ouml;lvuna &thorn;annig a&eth; &thorn;etta er allt a&eth; smella saman.<br /><br />&THORN;&aacute; &thorn;arf &eacute;g bara a&eth; fara su&eth;ur ekki seinna en 12 &aacute; morgun...kaupa eitt stykki s&iacute;ma, en &eacute;g er a&eth; sp&aacute; &iacute; a&eth; fj&aacute;rfesta &iacute; &thorn;essum </font><a href="https://vefverslun.siminn.is/shop.do?cID=10043&amp;pID=10248"><font size="2" color="#800080">h&eacute;r</font></a><font size="2" color="#800080"> Hvernig l&yacute;st ykkur &aacute;?? <br />Svo &thorn;arf &eacute;g a&eth; gera &thorn;a&eth; versta!! fara til tannsa! *gr&aacute;t* Hver vill koma me&eth; og halda &iacute; h&ouml;ndina m&iacute;na??<br />Svo &aelig;tla &eacute;g a&eth; hitta &Ouml;bbuna m&iacute;na og ey&eth;a kv&ouml;ldinu me&eth; henni! Og &eacute;g &thorn;arf l&iacute;ka a&eth; kve&eth;ja El&iacute;nu og l&aacute;ta hana f&aacute; friends ser&iacute;urnar s&iacute;nar ;)<br /><br />Shit hva&eth; &eacute;g &aacute; eftir a&eth; sakna allra! &Eacute;g er bara strax komin me&eth; kv&iacute;&eth;ahn&uacute;t &iacute; magann yfir &thorn;v&iacute;! Allir ver&eth;a a&eth; vera duglegir a&eth; kommenta og senda mail og l&aacute;ta vita af s&eacute;r :) &Eacute;g &aelig;tla l&iacute;ka a&eth; f&aacute; m&eacute;r norskt s&iacute;man&uacute;mer &thorn;egar &eacute;g kem &uacute;t til a&eth; s&iacute;mreikningurinn ver&eth;i ekki eins h&aacute;r :S &Eacute;g set &thorn;a&eth; bara h&eacute;rna inn &aacute; bloggi&eth; &thorn;egar &thorn;a&eth; er komi&eth;.<br /><br />En talandi um bloggi&eth; &thorn;&aacute; geti&eth;i hva&eth;?? &Eacute;g er b&uacute;in a&eth; b&uacute;a til n&yacute;tt blogg :P hahaha Getur &thorn;a&eth; ske&eth;? N&uacute;mer hva&eth; er s&uacute; s&iacute;&eth;a &thorn;&aacute;? hehe En &eacute;g hef bara aldrei f&iacute;la bloggar.is svo miki&eth; eftir a&eth; n&aacute;nst allir eru komnir me&eth; &thorn;etta! Allar s&iacute;&eth;urnar eins!! En &thorn;i&eth; f&aacute;i&eth; a&eth; vita sl&oacute;&eth;ina flj&oacute;tlega...er enn&thorn;&aacute; a&eth; vinna a&eth;eins &iacute; henni og hafa hana eins og &eacute;g vil :)<br /><br />&AElig;tla&eth;i bara a&eth; l&aacute;ta vita af m&eacute;r. <br />Adios</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 17:13:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Símalaus]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/260701/Simalaus</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Bara tilkynna ykkur &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g fer &uacute;t &aacute; mi&eth;vikudaginn, fer su&eth;ur um h&aacute;degi &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judaginn &thorn;annig a&eth; &thorn;etta er bara allt a&eth; skella &aacute;!!! &THORN;eir sem vilja kve&eth;ja mig (sem &eacute;g b&yacute;st n&uacute; ekki vi&eth; a&eth; s&eacute;u einhverjir, en common, &eacute;g m&aacute; vera bjarts&yacute;n) geta komi&eth; vi&eth; h&eacute;rna &aacute; Ur&eth;arbraut 9 &aacute; morgun (m&aacute;nudag). &Eacute;g t&yacute;ndi s&iacute;manum m&iacute;num &aacute; r&eacute;ttarballi &iacute; g&aelig;r, sem bar BTW geggja&eth; stu&eth;, &aacute; ballinu sko, ekki a&eth; t&yacute;na s&iacute;manum! En j&aacute; &eacute;g bara hef&eth;i eiginlega ekki geta hugsa&eth; m&eacute;r betra seinasta djamm heldur en &thorn;etta :) Ekkert rosalega miki&eth; af f&oacute;lki &iacute; mi&eth;a vi&eth; r&eacute;ttarball, en &thorn;etta var mj&ouml;g g&oacute;&eth;mennt !! :)<br /><br />J&aelig;ja &aelig;tla a&eth; fara a&eth; ath hvort e-r hafi fundi&eth; s&iacute;mann minn...annars bara bless bless &ouml;ll s&iacute;man&uacute;mer og myndir!! *snuff*<br /><br />Over and out<br />El&iacute;n &Oacute;sk]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 20:28:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[allt craaazyy...]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/259730/allt_craaazyy</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="2" color="#ff00ff">Sj&aelig;sinn...&thorn;a&eth; er komin spenningur &iacute; st&uacute;lkuna! Ver&eth; komin &uacute;t eftir 6 daga! Br&aacute;&eth;um bara5!!! Og ekkert byrju&eth; a&eth; pakka...obbobbobb!<br />En &thorn;a&eth; er margt sem gerist &aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g fer &uacute;t! <br />Morgundagurinn:<br />R&eacute;ttir og &eacute;g er or&eth;in hrikalega spennt &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g f&oacute;r ekki &iacute; fyrra &uacute;t af &uacute;tskriftarfer&eth;innni...can&acute;t wait :)<br /><br />Laugardagurinn:<br />Enn meiri r&eacute;ttir,&nbsp;kve&eth;jukv&ouml;ldver&eth;ur me&eth; famil&iacute;unni pl&uacute;s nokkrum leynigestum ;)&nbsp;og svo hev&yacute; r&eacute;ttarball um n&oacute;ttina sem klikkar (mig langar a&eth; segja aldrei en &thorn;a&eth; m&aacute; ekki svo &eacute;g segi...) sjaldnast.<strong> Seinasta djammi&eth; mitt h&eacute;r &aacute; klakanum &aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g fer svo &thorn;a&eth; er&nbsp; SKILDUM&AElig;TING</strong> Og &eacute;g vil sko engar afsakanir! &Eacute;g stend &iacute; dyrunum me&eth; tj&eacute;kklistann!<br /><br />Sunnudagurinn:<br />&Eacute;g neita a&eth; vera &thorn;unn! &THORN;a&eth; ver&eth;ur ekki til &iacute; m&iacute;num or&eth;afor&eth;a &thorn;ann daginn! Spurning um a&eth; nota &thorn;ynnkubanan! held &thorn;a&eth; s&eacute; r&aacute;&eth;i&eth; ;) <br />En &thorn;&aacute; eru Sveinssta&eth;ar&eacute;ttir sem eru alltaf helv&iacute;ti skemmtilegar, man eftir &thorn;v&iacute; h&eacute;rna &iacute; denn &thorn;egar &eacute;g m&aelig;tti alltaf ein &aacute; sta&eth;in af m&iacute;nu f&oacute;lki svona fyrsta klukkut&iacute;man og stundum lengur &thorn;ar sem enginn annar var &iacute; standi til a&eth; m&aelig;ta :) hehehe<br />Svo &thorn;arf bara a&eth; dr&iacute;fa sig &aacute; d&oacute;sina og byrja a&eth; pakka!!<br /><br />M&aacute;nudagurinn:<br />Ver&eth;ur &ouml;rugglega stress dau&eth;ans &thorn;ar sem &thorn;&aacute; ver&eth;a bara tveir dagar &iacute; brottf&ouml;r! Pakkapakkapakka.<br />Og &aelig;tli &eacute;g hafi ekki eins og eitt stykki Brynd&iacute;si hj&aacute; m&eacute;r &aacute; me&eth;an :) Er &thorn;aggi?? &AElig;j viltu ekki bara koma me&eth; m&eacute;r &uacute;t???!!!<br /><br />&THORN;ri&eth;judagurinn:<br />Kl&aacute;ra a&eth; pakka og dr&iacute;fa mig svo su&eth;ur um h&aacute;degi! Redda &thorn;v&iacute; sem &thorn;arf a&eth; redda &thorn;ar og fara svo til tannsa :S:S:S:S: Hver vill koma me&eth; og halda &iacute; h&ouml;ndina m&iacute;na??? &Eacute;g &thorn;arf &thorn;ess virkilega miki&eth;...er sko shit hr&aelig;dd vi&eth; &thorn;essa gaura!<br /><br />Mi&eth;vikudagurinn:<br />BROTTF&Ouml;R &thorn;i&eth; eru&eth; laus vi&eth; mig &iacute; &thorn;rj&aacute; m&aacute;nu&eth;i! En &eacute;g blogga &thorn;&oacute; &aacute;fram, en geti&eth;i hva&eth; (segir ma&eth;ur &thorn;etta svona?? held ekki) &eacute;g er &acute;buin a&eth; b&uacute;a til n&yacute;ja s&iacute;&eth;ur sem tilheyrir dv&ouml;l minni &iacute; landi Norsara :) En &thorn;i&eth; f&aacute;i&eth; ekki a&eth; vita neitt strax :p ehehe<br /><br /><br />&uacute;ff stress!!!<br /><br />Anna&eth; sem &eacute;g get sagt ykkur...&thorn;a&eth; eru breitt pl&ouml;n eftir &aacute;ram&oacute;t...&eacute;g ver&eth; ekki &aacute; Egilsst&ouml;&eth;um eins og plani&eth; var hja okkur B&iacute;su skv&iacute;zu...En &eacute;g &aelig;tla ekki a&eth; &uacute;tvarpa &thorn;v&iacute; h&eacute;r strax ;) hehe<br /><br />Og eitt enn...&eacute;g er komin me&eth; t&ouml;lvu :) Ekki mac og ekki n&yacute;ja t&ouml;lvu samt! T&ouml;lvuna hans pabba &thorn;ar sem hann fj&aacute;rfesti &iacute; n&yacute;ju kvikindi &thorn;annig a&eth; n&uacute; hef &eacute;g t&ouml;lvu me&eth; m&eacute;r &uacute;t :) Sem er geggja&eth; btw og &thorn;arf ekki a&eth; fara a&eth; l&aacute;ta senda me&acute;r t&ouml;lvu &uacute;t og e-&eth; vesen, f&aelig; bara macbookina m&iacute;na &thorn;egar &eacute;g kem heim &uacute;r &uacute;glandinu ;) (Nanna ef &thorn;&uacute; lest &thorn;etta &aacute;&eth;ur en &eacute;g tala vi&eth; &thorn;ig, &thorn;&aacute;.uu &aelig;j &eacute;g hringi vi&eth; fyrsta t&aelig;kif&aelig;ri ;))<br /><br />En heyri &iacute; ykkur l&ouml;mbin m&iacute;n...afsaki&eth; rumbluna &uacute;t &uacute;r m&eacute;r...er alveg &aacute; &uacute;topnu h&eacute;rna!!!<br /><br />Hilsen<br />El&iacute;n &Oacute;sk</font></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 23:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[í fréttum er ţetta helst...]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/255563/i_frettum_er_thetta_helst</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2" color="#ff0000">...a&eth; &eacute;g f&eacute;kk flugmi&eth;ann minn &iacute; hedur &iacute; dag, &eacute;g fer &uacute;t 12.sept&nbsp;efti 16 daga&nbsp;<img src="/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Hl&aelig;jandi" title="Hl&aelig;jandi" width="18" height="18" />&nbsp;Loksins er komin dagsetning &aacute; &thorn;a&eth; sem &eacute;g er b&uacute;in a&eth; vera b&iacute;&eth;a eftir &iacute; fimm &aacute;r eiginlega!! &Eacute;g &aacute;kva&eth; nefnilega &thorn;egar &eacute;g f&oacute;r til Noregs &thorn;egar &eacute;g var 15 &aacute;ra a&eth; &thorn;anga&eth; skildi &eacute;g fara aftur og helst sem au-pair &thorn;egar &eacute;g v&aelig;ri b&uacute;in me&eth; st&uacute;dentinn...og n&uacute; er bara a&eth; koma a&eth; &thorn;essu...&oacute;tr&uacute;legt ...<br />N&uacute; &thorn;arf a&eth; fara a&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;a hva&eth; &aacute; a&eth; taka me&eth; og hva&eth; ekki...&eacute;g sem &thorn;arf alltaf a&eth; fara me&eth; &ouml;ll f&ouml;tin m&iacute;n...l&iacute;ka bolina sem &eacute;g nota aldrei, bara ef mig myndi allt &iacute; einu langa til a&eth; fara &iacute; &thorn;&aacute;. En &eacute;g m&aacute; v&iacute;st bara fara me&eth; 20 k&iacute;l&oacute; svo bolirnir f&aacute; sennilega bara a&eth; vera heima &iacute; &thorn;etta skipti&eth;...<br /><br />...a&eth; &eacute;g f&oacute;r til Akureyriar um helgina og hitti stelpurnar m&iacute;nar, alltaf jafn gott og gaman a&eth; hitta &thorn;&aelig;r &thorn;essar elskur, vi&eth; br&ouml;llu&eth;um margt og hl&oacute;gum miki&eth;. F&oacute;rum l&iacute;ka ni&eth;ur &iacute; b&aelig; &aacute; lau kv&ouml;ldi&eth; &aacute; menningarv&ouml;kuna, nokku&eth; skemmtilegt bara. En &eacute;g og Abba ger&eth;umst gamlar og vorum komnar &iacute; r&uacute;mi&eth; kl 12 enda var okkur or&eth;i&eth; &oacute;e&eth;lilega kalt...<br /><br />...a&eth; El&iacute;n er komin heim fr&aacute; Kr&iacute;t, s&oacute;lbrunnin og s&aelig;t. H&uacute;n gaf m&eacute;r hestahandkl&aelig;&eth;i :) v&iacute;&iacute;. Og &oacute;tr&uacute;legt en satt &thorn;&aacute; er &thorn;etta mitt fyrsta hestahandkl&aelig;&eth;i...hehe <br /><br />...a&eth; dagurinn &iacute; dag er sj&aacute;lfsagt misheppna&eth;asti dagurinn &iacute; vinnunni &iacute; langann t&iacute;ma. Vorum a&eth; f&aacute; n&yacute;jar umb&uacute;&eth;ir fyrir rj&oacute;maostinn, lokin passa ekki almennilega &iacute; p&ouml;kkunarv&eacute;lina svo a&eth; &eacute;g st&oacute;&eth; d&aacute;gg&oacute;&eth;ann t&iacute;ma &iacute; dag og &thorn;r&yacute;sti ofan &aacute; lokin til a&eth; v&eacute;lin n&aelig;&eth;i lokunum...skemmtilegt &thorn;a&eth;. Svo &thorn;egar vi&eth; vorum loksins b&uacute;in a&eth; pakka upp &uacute;r 2 minnir mig (erum venjulega b&uacute;in um 12) &thorn;&aacute; var allur rj&oacute;maosturinn n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega inn &aacute; k&aelig;li...og kl 4 uppg&ouml;tva&eth;ist &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; hitastigi&eth; var komi&eth; upp &iacute; 30&deg;C svo vi&eth; &thorn;urftum a&eth; bjarga ostinum &iacute; snatri...sj&aelig;sinn sko! &THORN;&aacute; voru einhverjir vi&eth;ger&eth;argaurar a&eth; kl&uacute;&eth;ra &thorn;essu hitastigi svona illilega! En j&aelig;ja...&eacute;g var komin heim upp &uacute;r 5...jeyjj...<br /><br />...a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; er komin n&yacute; k&ouml;nnun sem allir eiga a&eth; svara!<br /><br />...a&eth; &eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; h&aelig;tta &thorn;essu bla&eth;ri og fara a&eth; taka til &iacute; herberginu m&iacute;nu og &thorn;vo &thorn;vott...gaman...?<br /><br />En &thorn;r&aacute;tt fyrir &thorn;ennan misheppna&eth;a dag &thorn;&aacute; er &eacute;g samt &iacute; sk&yacute;junum &uacute;t af &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; e&acute;g er komin me&eth; flugmi&eth;ana...&thorn;eir komu svo &aacute; h&aacute;rr&eacute;ttum t&iacute;ma <img src="/js/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Hl&aelig;jandi" title="Hl&aelig;jandi" width="18" height="18" /><br /><br />Mange klemmer<br />El&iacute;n &Oacute;sk</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 18:01:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[engin fyrirsögn]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/250619/engin_fyrirsogn</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2" color="#800000">Long time no see....s&iacute;&eth;an hven&aelig;r hefur &thorn;a&eth; gerst a&eth; El&iacute;n &Oacute;sk bloggi ekki &iacute; tv&aelig;r viku, og ekki almennilegt blogg &iacute; n&aelig;stum &thorn;v&iacute; m&aacute;nu&eth;??? Jed&uacute;ddam&iacute;a.<br />En &thorn;ar sem $/(/#$(/)(&quot;($% t&ouml;lvan m&iacute;n er ekki komin &iacute; b&uacute;&eth;ina enn&thorn;&aacute; &thorn;&aacute; &aacute; &eacute;g bara enga t&ouml;lvu og &thorn;a&eth; er mj&ouml;g mismunandi hvort &eacute;g hafi yfirleitt a&eth;gang a&eth; t&ouml;lvu, &thorn;.e. &thorn;egar pabba dettur &iacute; hug a&eth; taka t&ouml;lvuna me&eth; s&eacute;r &iacute; fer&eth;al&ouml;g...d&oacute;ttur sinni til mikilla m&aelig;&eth;u.<br /><br />J&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; hefur margt drifi&eth;/dryfi&eth; (hvort er &thorn;a&eth;??) &aacute; daga m&iacute;na s&iacute;&eth;an seinast sem &eacute;g nenni engan vegin a&eth; bla&eth;ra um!<br /><br />&THORN;a&eth; sem bar h&aelig;st var au&eth;vita&eth; &THORN;J&Oacute;&ETH;H&Aacute;T&Iacute;&ETH; en &thorn;anga&eth; f&oacute;r &eacute;g &aacute;samt (mj&ouml;g) fr&iacute;&eth;u f&ouml;runeyti a&eth; morgni fimmtudags 2. &aacute;g&uacute;st og kom heim aftur a&eth;faran&oacute;tt &thorn;ri&eth;judagsins 7. j&uacute;l&iacute;. &THORN;etta var n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega bara snilld &uacute;t &iacute; gegn...&thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;k upplifun og l&aelig;ti. Drakk n&uacute; ekki eins miki&eth; og &aelig;tlast er til &aacute; svona samkomum s&ouml;kum slapps maga...en &eacute;g skemmti m&eacute;r engu a&eth; s&iacute;&eth;ur vel, hver segir a&eth; &aacute;fengi &thorn;urfi alltaf a&eth; vera vi&eth; h&ouml;nd &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur er a&eth; skemmta s&eacute;r ?? ;)<br /><br />&THORN;a&eth; var l&iacute;ka f&eacute;lagsm&oacute;t Neista h&eacute;rna &aacute; laugardaginn...&thorn;a&eth; var f&iacute;nt, hef&eth;i samt m&aacute;tt vera meira f&oacute;lk, en &thorn;a&eth; voru 50 skr&aacute;ningar minnir mig svo &eacute;g &aelig;tla ekki a&eth; kvarta meir ;) hehe. &Oacute;li br&oacute; st&oacute;&eth; sig me&eth;&nbsp;stakri pr&yacute;&eth;i og kom heim me&eth; 5 bikara ;) Tvo fyrir t&ouml;lt, tvo fyrir fj&oacute;rgang og svo voru &thorn;eir G&aacute;ski par m&oacute;tsins ;) <br />M&eacute;r fannst samt skemmtielgast a&eth; sj&aacute; hva&eth; krakkarnir og unglingarnir eru or&eth;nir &ouml;flugir...nokku&eth; margar skr&aacute;ningar b&aelig;&eth;i &iacute; barna og unglingaflokki....anna&eth; en &thorn;egar &eacute;g var a&eth; keppa &iacute; &thorn;essum flokkum, &thorn;&aacute; var &eacute;g oftast ein!<br /><br />Svo m&aacute; n&uacute; ekki gleyma heimsmeistaram&oacute;ti &iacute;slenska hestsins sem var n&uacute;na um helgina og fyri rhelgi. &Iacute;slendingar komu heim me&eth; 6 gull, 3 silfur og&nbsp; 1 bronsver&eth;laun og &thorn;a&eth; er n&uacute; bara mj&ouml;&ouml;&ouml;g g&oacute;&eth;ur &aacute;rangur hj&aacute; li&eth;inu okkar :) Vi&eth; fengum meira a&eth; segja tv&ouml; gull &iacute; skei&eth;i sem hefur ekki gerst s&iacute;&eth;an 99 held &eacute;g. V&aacute; hva&eth; Kraftur er hrikalega g&oacute;&eth;ur!! &Eacute;g &aacute; eftir a&eth; sakna hans &aacute; m&oacute;tunum h&eacute;rna heima! &Ouml;murlegt a&eth; geta ekki komi&eth; me&eth; hestana aftur heim! En T&oacute;ti og Kraftur ur&eth;u heimsmeistarar &iacute; fimmgangi og voru nr tv&ouml; &iacute; t&ouml;lti &aacute; eftir&nbsp;&thorn;eim m&ouml;gnu&eth;u&nbsp;Stian Petersen og Jarl fr&aacute; Mi&eth;krika en &thorn;eir ur&eth;u l&iacute;ka heimsmeistarar &iacute; fj&oacute;rgangi! Hvinur fr&aacute; Holtsm&uacute;la reif undan s&eacute;r skeifu &thorn;egar hann &aacute;tti a&eth;eins tvo hringi eftir &iacute; &uacute;rslitunum svo &thorn;eir enda&eth;u &iacute; &nbsp;fimmta s&aelig;ti...en voru lang efstir fyrir yfirfer&eth;ina...ekkert sm&aacute; svekkjandi :( En Stian og Jarl voru vel a&eth; sigrinum kominir og &eacute;g s&eacute; ekkert &aacute; eftir t&ouml;lthorninu til Noregs enda er &eacute;g a&eth; fara &thorn;anga&eth; eftir innan vi&eth; m&aacute;nu&eth; ;) Sp&aacute;i &iacute; &thorn;v&iacute; :P<br /><br />Bara sm&aacute; hestapistill af &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &eacute;g &aacute; n&uacute; svo marga vini sem elska hesta alveg hreint &uacute;t af l&iacute;finu ;) hehe<br /><br />En n&aacute;&eth;u&eth;i &thorn;v&iacute;...&eacute;g er a&eth; fara til Noregs EFTIR M&Aacute;NU&ETH;!!! Dagsetningin er reyndar ekki alveg nelgd enn&thorn;&aacute;. &THORN;a&eth; er n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; vera crazy a&eth; gera hj&aacute; f&oacute;lkinu &thorn;arna &uacute;ti &thorn;ar sem &thorn;au voru n&uacute; &aacute; heimsmeistaram&oacute;tin og svona. Fyrir &thorn;&aacute; sem ekki vita er &eacute;g a&eth; fara til &thorn;essa Stians sem var&eth; tv&ouml;faldur heimsmeistari og Agnesar konunnar hans, h&uacute;n er &iacute;slensk en hann norskur og &eacute;g ver&eth; aupair hj&aacute; &thorn;eim fram a&eth; j&oacute;lum ;) Er farin a&eth; hlakka svo hriiiikalega miki&eth; til a&eth; &eacute;g bara.....veit ekki hva&eth;a l&yacute;singaror&eth; &eacute;g &aacute; a&eth; nota ;) hehe<br /><br />O j&aelig;ja....&thorn;etta er or&eth;i&eth; miklu lengra blogg en &eacute;g &aelig;tla&eth;i...vildi bara ekki l&aacute;ta s&iacute;&eth;una deyja alveg ;)&nbsp; Vonandivonandi ver&eth;ur n&aelig;sta blogg &uacute;r gl&aelig;n&yacute;rri t&ouml;lvu :)<br /><br />bi&eth; a&eth; heilsa &iacute; bili og sendi kve&eth;ju og risa kn&uacute;s &aacute; El&iacute;nuna m&iacute;na sem er &uacute;ti &aacute; Kr&iacute;t a&eth; s&oacute;la sig &aacute;n m&iacute;n! (og h&uacute;n l&aacute;na&eth;i m&eacute;r ekki einu sinni n&yacute;ja b&iacute;linn sinn &aacute; me&eth;an...piff, &thorn;etta kallar ma&eth;ur vini s&iacute;na ;) hehe)<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 16:14:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[vertu vinur vina ţinna]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&Eacute;g fann &thorn;etta &aacute; netinu og langa&eth;i til a&eth; deila &thorn;v&iacute; me&eth; ykkur...<br /><br />sm&aacute; d&aelig;misaga:<br /><font face="Trebuchet MS" size="4">Dag einn, &thorn;egar &eacute;g var busi &iacute; menntask&oacute;la, s&aacute; &eacute;g str&aacute;k sem var me&eth; m&eacute;r &iacute; bekk &aacute; lei&eth; heim &uacute;r sk&oacute;lanum. Hann h&eacute;t &Aacute;rni.&nbsp; &THORN;a&eth; leit &uacute;t fyrir a&eth; hann b&aelig;ri allar n&aacute;msb&aelig;kurnar s&iacute;nar. <br />&Eacute;g hugsa&eth;i me&eth; sj&aacute;lfum m&eacute;r &quot;Hva&eth; &iacute; &oacute;sk&ouml;punum f&aelig;r einhvern til a&eth; bur&eth;ast me&eth; allar b&aelig;kurnar heim me&eth; s&eacute;r &aacute; f&ouml;studegi? Hann hl&yacute;tur a&eth; vera alger n&ouml;r&eth;ur.&quot; <br />&Eacute;g haf&eth;i plana&eth; r&oacute;lega helgi (part&yacute; og f&oacute;tboltaleik me&eth; f&eacute;l&ouml;gunum anna&eth; kv&ouml;ld), svo &eacute;g ypti &ouml;xlum og h&eacute;lt m&iacute;na lei&eth;. En &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g gekk, s&aacute; &eacute;g h&oacute;p str&aacute;ka koma hlaupandi a&eth; &Aacute;rna. &THORN;eir r&eacute;&eth;ust beint &aacute; hann, hentu honum &iacute; sk&iacute;tuga g&ouml;tuna og fleyg&eth;u &ouml;llum b&oacute;kunum sem hann h&eacute;lt dau&eth;ahaldi &iacute; &uacute;tum allt. Gleraugun hans flugu af honum og &eacute;g t&oacute;k eftir hvar &thorn;au lentu nokkra metra fr&aacute; &aacute; litlum grasbletti vi&eth; hli&eth;ina. Um lei&eth; og str&aacute;karnir voru farnir, leit hann upp og &eacute;g s&aacute; &thorn;essa hr&aelig;&eth;ilegu depur&eth; &iacute; augum hans. <br /><br />&Eacute;g kenndi &iacute; brj&oacute;sti um hann. Svo &eacute;g skokka&eth;i til hans um lei&eth; og hann skrei&eth; um &iacute; leit a&eth; gleraugunum, og &eacute;g s&aacute; t&aacute;rin &iacute; augum hans. Um lei&eth; og &eacute;g r&eacute;tti honum gleraugun, sag&eth;i &eacute;g, &quot;&THORN;etta eru asnar. &THORN;eir &aelig;ttu virkilega a&eth; finna s&eacute;r eitthva&eth; betra a&eth; gera.&quot; <br /><br />&Aacute;rni leit &aacute; mig og sag&eth;i, &quot;Hey takk!&quot;&nbsp; Og yfir andlit hans f&aelig;r&eth;ist eitt st&oacute;rt bros. &THORN;etta voru ein af &thorn;eim svipbrig&eth;um sem s&yacute;ndu sannarlegt &thorn;akkl&aelig;ti. &Eacute;g hj&aacute;lpa&eth;i honum a&eth; t&yacute;na upp b&aelig;kurnar, og spur&eth;i hvar hann &aelig;tti heima. &THORN;&aacute; kom &iacute; lj&oacute;s a&eth; hann bj&oacute; r&eacute;tt hj&aacute; m&eacute;r, svo &eacute;g spur&eth;i hann af hverju &eacute;g hef&eth;i aldrei s&eacute;&eth; hann &aacute;&eth;ur. Hann sag&eth;ist vera n&yacute; fluttur &iacute; b&aelig;inn, og v&aelig;ri utan a&eth; landi. <br /><br />&Eacute;g hef&eth;i aldrei l&aacute;ti&eth; spyrjast &uacute;t a&eth; &eacute;g v&aelig;ri me&eth; einhverjum sveitadurg &aacute;&eth;ur. Vi&eth; t&ouml;lu&eth;um saman alla lei&eth;ina heim, og &eacute;g bar fyrir hann b&aelig;kurnar. &Aacute;rni reyndist vera hinn svalasti f&yacute;r. <br />&Eacute;g spur&eth;i hvort hann vildi kannski koma me&eth; m&eacute;r &iacute; f&oacute;tbolta &aacute; laugardagskv&ouml;ldi&eth; me&eth; m&eacute;r og f&eacute;l&ouml;gunum. Og hann sag&eth;i j&aacute;. Vi&eth; vorum saman alla helgina, og &thorn;v&iacute; betur sem &eacute;g kynntist &Aacute;rna, &thorn;v&iacute; betur kunni &eacute;g vi&eth; hann. Og hann fitta&eth;i vel &iacute; vinah&oacute;pinn. <br /><br />M&aacute;nudagsmorgun kom, og &thorn;arna kom &Aacute;rni aftur me&eth; &thorn;ennan st&oacute;ra stafla af b&oacute;kum. &Eacute;g stoppa&eth;i hann og sag&eth;i &quot;V&aacute;, &thorn;&uacute; &aacute;tt eftir a&eth; f&aacute; svakalega b&eacute;sefa af &ouml;llum &thorn;essum b&oacute;kabur&eth;i alla daga!&quot; <br /><br />Hann hl&oacute; bara og r&eacute;tti m&eacute;r h&aacute;lfan bunkann. N&aelig;stu fj&ouml;gur &aacute;rin ur&eth;um vi&eth; &Aacute;rni bestu vinir. &Aacute; s&iacute;&eth;ustu &ouml;nn fyrir &uacute;tskrift, vorum farnir a&eth; huga a&eth; framhaldsn&aacute;mi. &Aacute;rni &aelig;tla&eth;i &iacute; H&aacute;sk&oacute;lann en &eacute;g var a&eth; hugsa um a&eth; fara erlendis til frekara n&aacute;ms. <br /><br />&Eacute;g vissi a&eth; vi&eth; yr&eth;um alltaf vinir, og &thorn;&oacute; vi&eth; yr&eth;um vi&eth;skila um einvhern t&iacute;ma &thorn;&aacute; breytti &thorn;a&eth; engu &thorn;ar um. &Aacute;rni &aelig;tla&eth;i a&eth; ver&eth;a l&aelig;knir, en &eacute;g &aelig;tla&eth;i &iacute; vi&eth;skiptan&aacute;m til Bandar&iacute;kjanna og f&aacute; styrk &uacute;t&aacute; f&oacute;tboltann. &Aacute;rni var d&uacute;xinn &iacute; bekknum okkar og &eacute;g str&iacute;ddi honum oft &aacute; a&eth; hann v&aelig;ri alger nj&ouml;r&eth;ur. Svo &thorn;urfti hann a&eth; halda &uacute;tskriftarr&aelig;&eth;una. <br /><br />Miki&eth; var &eacute;g feginn a&eth; &thorn;urfa ekki a&eth; fara &thorn;arna upp&iacute; p&uacute;lt og halda r&aelig;&eth;u. &Aacute; &uacute;tskriftardaginn, s&aacute; &eacute;g &Aacute;rna. Hann leit ekkert sm&aacute; vel &uacute;t. Hann var einn af &thorn;essum sem naut s&iacute;n &iacute; menntask&oacute;la. Hann var nar&eth;arlegur me&eth; gleraugu, en samt f&eacute;kk hann fleir stefnum&oacute;t en &eacute;g !... stelpurnar hreinlega elsku&eth;u hann! <br /><br />Oh boy, &ouml;funda&eth;i ma&eth;ur hann stundum. Og &iacute; dag var einn af &thorn;eim d&ouml;gum. &Eacute;g s&aacute; a&eth; hann var svol&iacute;ti&eth; stressa&eth;ur &uacute;taf r&aelig;&eth;unni, svo &eacute;g klappa&eth;i &aacute; &ouml;xlina &aacute; honum og sag&eth;i &quot;Blessa&eth;ur vertu, &thorn;&uacute; &aacute;tt eftir a&eth; vera fr&aacute;b&aelig;r!&quot; <br /><br />Hann leit &aacute; mig me&eth; einum af &thorn;essum svipbrig&eth;um (sem s&yacute;ndu &thorn;akkl&aelig;ti) og brosti. &quot;Takk vinur,&quot;. F&aacute; or&eth; en s&ouml;g&eth;u miki&eth;. <br /><br />&THORN;egar hann st&oacute;&eth; upp&iacute; r&aelig;&eth;up&uacute;ltinu, r&aelig;skti hann sig og h&oacute;f r&aelig;&eth;una. &quot;&Aacute; &uacute;tskriftardegi er vi&eth; h&aelig;fi a&eth; &thorn;akka &thorn;eim sem hj&aacute;lpu&eth;u manni &iacute; gegnum &thorn;ennan erfi&eth;a t&iacute;ma. Foreldrum s&iacute;num, kennurum, sk&oacute;laf&eacute;l&ouml;gum, jafvel &thorn;j&aacute;lfara... en einkar og s&eacute;r &iacute; lagi vinum s&iacute;num. &Eacute;g er h&eacute;r til a&eth; segja ykkur &thorn;a&eth;, a&eth; vera vinur einhvers er besta gj&ouml;f sem &thorn;i&eth; geti&eth; gefi&eth;. &Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; segja ykkur stutta s&ouml;gu.&quot; <br /><br />&Eacute;g horf&eth;i bara &aacute; vin minn me&eth; vantr&uacute;, &thorn;egar hann sag&eth;i s&ouml;guna af deginum sem vi&eth; hittumst fyrst. Hann haf&eth;i &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; fremja sj&aacute;lfsmor&eth; &thorn;&aacute; um daginn. Hann l&yacute;sti &thorn;v&iacute; hvernig hann haf&eth;i hreinsa&eth; sk&aacute;pinn sinn &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum til a&eth; bjarga m&ouml;mmu sinni fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute;, og var &thorn;v&iacute; me&eth; allt d&oacute;ti&eth; &iacute; fanginu. Hann horf&eth;i beint &aacute; mig og brosti. &quot;Til allrar hamingju var m&eacute;r bjarga&eth;. Vinur minn kom &iacute; veg fyrir a&eth; &eacute;g ger&eth;i hi&eth; &oacute;fyrirgefanlega. <br /><br />&Eacute;g heyr&eth;i salinn taka andk&ouml;f, um lei&eth; og &thorn;essi myndarlegi og vins&aelig;li str&aacute;kur sag&eth;i okkur allt um &thorn;ennan hr&aelig;&eth;ilega t&iacute;ma sem hann upplif&eth;i. Og um lei&eth; s&aacute; &eacute;g foreldra hans l&iacute;ta til m&iacute;n brosandi me&eth; sama &thorn;akkl&aelig;tissvipnum. &THORN;a&eth; var ekki fyrr en &thorn;&aacute; a&eth; &eacute;g ger&eth;i m&eacute;r almennilega grein fyrir hva&eth; &Aacute;rni var a&eth; tala um. <br /><br /></font><font color="#0000ff"><font size="4"><font face="Trebuchet MS"><strong>&THORN;&uacute; skalt aldrei vanmeta m&aacute;tt gj&ouml;r&eth;a &thorn;inna. <br />Hversu sm&aacute;tt sem &thorn;a&eth; kann a&eth; s&yacute;nast, getur &thorn;a&eth; gj&ouml;rbreytt l&iacute;fi f&oacute;lks. B&aelig;&eth;i til hins betra og verra. Gu&eth; setur okkur &ouml;ll inn&iacute; l&iacute;f hvers annars til a&eth; hafa &aacute;hrif a&eth; einhverju leiti. Leitandi a&eth; hinu g&oacute;&eth;a &iacute; okkur &ouml;llum. <br /><br /></strong>Nj&oacute;ti&eth; l&iacute;fsins me&eth; &thorn;eim sem ykkur eru k&aelig;rir, vi&eth; vitum aldrei hven&aelig;r &thorn;eim t&iacute;ma g&aelig;ti loki&eth;.<br /></font></font></font></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 17:04:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[snilldin ein...]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/242738/snilldin_ein</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2" color="#ff00ff">&THORN;a&eth; er n&uacute; bara skilda a&eth; blogga eftir seinustu helgi sko!! En h&uacute;n var alveg hreint m&ouml;gnu&eth; btw!!<br /><br />H&uacute;n byrja&eth;i &aacute; f&ouml;studaginn &thorn;egar vi&eth; Neistamenn f&oacute;rum &iacute; f&aacute;narei&eth; um b&aelig;jinn vi&eth; setningarath&ouml;fnina :) &Eacute;g kom meira a&eth; segja &iacute; Mogganum, me&eth; &thorn;etta l&iacute;ka HRIKALEGA bros....grunar sterklega a&eth; &eacute;g hafi veri&eth; a&eth; gretta mig framan &iacute; einn a&eth;d&aacute;andann ;) hehe. Eftir &thorn;a&eth; kom f&oacute;sturd&oacute;ttir foreldra minna (Brynd&iacute;s Fann&yacute;) til a&eth; dveljast yfir helgina...en vi&eth; sv&aacute;fum &uacute;t &iacute; hj&oacute;lh&yacute;si (muna: gluggar &aacute; hj&oacute;lh&yacute;sum geta klippt stykki &uacute;r puttanum &aacute; manni!!!) K&iacute;ktum &aacute; Bakkann um kv&ouml;ldi&eth; &thorn;ar sem vi&eth; hittum slatta af g&oacute;&eth;u f&oacute;lki ;) Um morguninn &thorn;egar vi&eth; v&ouml;knu&eth;um var &thorn;a&eth; EKKI &Eacute;G sem var &thorn;unn :D:D Hvaaa&eth; kemur til?? &Eacute;g bara spyr. Eftir a&eth; b&uacute;i&eth; var a&eth; hressa betri helminginn minn vi&eth; f&oacute;rum vi&eth; a&eth; teyma undir kr&ouml;kkum &aacute; hestbaki &iacute; tvo klukkut&iacute;ma STU&ETH;. En ve&eth;ri&eth; var &thorn;&oacute; gott :) Skundu&eth;um okkur svo beint &aacute; leik milli n&uacute;verandi Hvatarli&eth;sins og li&eth;sins s&iacute;&eth;an 1987 sem ur&eth;u einhverjir meistarar or some...og au&eth;vita&eth; unnu str&aacute;karnir m&iacute;nir :) (&eacute;g segi m&iacute;nir &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g er a&eth; vinna me&eth; h&aacute;lfu li&eth;inu (sannleikurinn eru samt 4, n&aelig;stum 5 li&eth;smenn ;)))&nbsp; Matur me&eth; fullt af f&oacute;lki &aacute; Pottinum og p&ouml;nnunni um kv&ouml;ldi&eth; (El&iacute;nu, Odd, Runa, Sign&yacute;, Nonna, &Aacute;stu?) Svo dribbum vi&eth; okkur heim og gellu&eth;um okkur upp &aacute; milli &thorn;ess sem vi&eth; t&oacute;kum l&uacute;r &iacute; s&oacute;fanum ;) &THORN;&aacute; var haldi&eth; &iacute; part&yacute; &iacute; blokkinni &thorn;ar sem var sturta&eth; &iacute; sig bj&oacute;r og tek&iacute;la, spia&eth; drykkjuspil og rifist vi&eth; n&aacute;grannanna (Gilsa br&oacute;...samt bara &iacute; dj&oacute;ki &iacute; &thorn;etta sinn ;)) Svo var bara skokka&eth; &aacute; ball...sumir &aacute;ttu au&eth;veldara me&eth; &thorn;a&eth; en a&eth;rir ;) Heyri&eth;i, &thorn;etta ball var n&uacute; bara alveg argasta snilld!!! Shjett hva&eth; &eacute;g skemmti m&eacute;r vel :) <br />&Aacute; sunnudeginum bj&oacute;st &eacute;g vi&eth; &thorn;ynnku fr&aacute; helv&iacute;ti....en n&yacute;ja &thorn;ynnkur&aacute;&eth;i&eth; mitt bjarga&eth;i &ouml;llu, en &eacute;g k&yacute;s a&eth; augl&yacute;sa &thorn;au ekki h&eacute;r ;) &Eacute;g og Brynd&iacute;s skellum okkur bara &aacute; r&uacute;ntinn &aacute; Bens NB og r&uacute;ntu&eth;um um sveitirnar ;)<br /><br />Vil bara &thorn;akka &ouml;llum fyrir g&oacute;&eth;a skemmtun um helgina (taki &thorn;eir til s&iacute;n sem eiga ;)) <br /><br />Svo eru &thorn;a&eth; bara <strong>EYJAR </strong>eftir TV&AElig;R vikur takk fyrir pent!!! Geeeet ekki be&eth;i&eth; lengur sko!! &THORN;etta ver&eth;ur alveg hriiikalega gaman!! :D:D:D<br /><br />Svo er &eacute;g &iacute; &oacute;&eth;a &ouml;nn a&eth; plana n&aelig;sta vetur...ver&eth; &iacute; Norge fram a&eth; &aacute;ram&oacute;tum allavega...eftir &aacute;ram&oacute;t er enn&thorn;&aacute; &aacute; planbor&eth;inu...en &thorn;a&eth; g&aelig;ti or&eth;i&eth; ansi spennandi t&iacute;mi ef pl&ouml;nin ganga upp...right Brynd&iacute;s ;););) &THORN;annig a&eth; &eacute;g get ekki sagt anna&eth; en a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; bara ansi spennt yfir ansi m&ouml;rgu &thorn;essa dagana! Fyrir utan &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g er jafnvel a&eth; hugsa um a&eth; skreppa &aacute; ak &aacute; morgun og kaupa m&eacute;r eitt stykki t&ouml;lllu...og hitta &Ouml;bbuna m&iacute;na &iacute; lei&eth;inni, &eacute;g er bara ekki alveg b&uacute;in a&eth; segja henni fr&aacute; &thorn;esssum pl&ouml;num ;) Henni a&eth; kenna a&eth; vera ekki &iacute; s&iacute;masambandi :P<br /><br />Svo eru myndir inn &aacute; myndas&iacute;&eth;unni hennar Brynd&iacute;sar...m&iacute;nar eru ekki enn komnar inn :(<br /><br />Gott &iacute; bili, hver veit nema &eacute;g bloggi n&aelig;st &uacute;r n&yacute;rri t&ouml;lvu :D<br />Over and out...</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 19:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/240561/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">j&aelig;ja &thorn;&aacute;...&eacute;g skal ekki h&aelig;tta alveg, nenni bara ekki a&eth; blogga &iacute; sumar, allavega ekki &thorn;egar &eacute;g &aacute; enga t&ouml;lvu :(&nbsp; Byrja allavega aftur &thorn;egar &eacute;g fer &uacute;t &iacute; haust ;)<br /><br />En annars er e-&eth; b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; gerast sem &eacute;g nenni ekki a&eth; skrifa um anna&eth; en:<br />- Br&uacute;kaup &Oacute;la og Ingu S&oacute;leyjar<br />- Litli s&oacute;largeislinn var sk&iacute;r&eth; &iacute; lei&eth;inni og f&eacute;kk h&uacute;n &thorn;a&eth; fallega nafn Sunna Margr&eacute;t.<br />- &aelig;ttarm&oacute;t<br />- sundfer&eth; (s&uacute; fyrsta &iacute; e-r &aacute;r)<br />- akureyrarfer&eth;<br />- r&uacute;ntur &iacute; 2 og h&aacute;lfann t&iacute;ma eitt kv&ouml;ldi&eth; (&eacute;g r&uacute;nta n&aacute;nast aldrei, &thorn;essvegna eru &thorn;etta fr&eacute;ttir)<br />- m&aelig;tti &aacute; h&eacute;ra&eth;sm&oacute;t &iacute; frj&aacute;lsum eftir langt hl&eacute;, lag&eth;i &thorn;&oacute; ekki &iacute; a&eth; keppa svo &eacute;g var bara starfsma&eth;ur ;) (Og au&eth;vita&eth; unnu Geislar samanlag&eth;a...hva&eth; anna&eth;;))<br /><br /><br />Held &thorn;etta s&eacute; u.&thorn;.b. allt svo er bara H&uacute;navakan um helgina :D sem &thorn;&yacute;&eth;ir f&aacute;narei&eth; &aacute; morgun og djamm &aacute; bakkanum um kv&ouml;ldi&eth;. Teyma undir kr&ouml;kkum &aacute; laugardaginn &thorn;unn og f&iacute;n ;) og svo ball um kv&ouml;ldi&eth; &thorn;ar sem er skildum&aelig;ting! Sj&aelig;sinn hva&eth; &eacute;g hlakka til. Sunnudagurinn ver&eth;ur svo bara tekin &iacute; &thorn;ynnku ;) hehe<br /><br />&THORN;etta er n&oacute;g fyrir ykkur &uacute;t sumari&eth; ;) (nema &eacute;g f&aacute;i t&ouml;lvu flj&oacute;tlega og langi agalega miki&eth; til a&eth; byrja a&eth; blogga aftur ;))<br /><br />Tj&aacute;tj&aacute;<br /></font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 23:02:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[til hvers....]]></title>
		<link>http://elinosk.bloggar.is/blogg/235147/til_hvers</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<font size="2">...a&eth; halda uppi bloggs&iacute;&eth;u sem enginn les??<br /><br />Nenni &thorn;essu ekki fyrst &thorn;a&eth; er greinilega enginn a&eth; lesa....takk og bless!!!</font>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 20:41:39 +0000</pubDate>
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