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		<title><![CDATA[09.02.09]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/425384/090209</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>&Iacute; dag er dagurinn sem &eacute;g &aacute; eftir a&eth; muna alltaf eftir, dagurinn &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g missti allavega 50kg af &aacute;hyggjum, dagurinn &thorn;egar Lars l&aelig;knir hringdi og sag&eth;i m&eacute;r a&eth; drengurinn minn v&aelig;ri n&aelig;stum laus allra m&aacute;la, yndislegur dagur :)<br />&Eacute;g &aacute; aldrei eftir a&eth; geta l&yacute;st hvernig m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur, g&aelig;ti aldrei f&aelig;rt &thorn;a&eth; &iacute; or&eth;.<br /><br />&Eacute;g er allavega hamingjus&ouml;m, &eacute;g er svo &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth; fyrir ungans h&ouml;nd.<br /><br />"Bara" ranns&oacute;knir 1x &aacute; &aacute;ri h&eacute;r eftir!</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 13:21:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Ástkær lánsfósturjörð or something ;)]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/421377/Astkaer_lansfosturjord_or_something_</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Komin heim &iacute; land ey&eth;ubla&eth;a :) Miki&eth; var &eacute;g gl&ouml;&eth; a&eth; sj&aacute; heimili&eth; mitt, er viss um a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; hefur or&eth;i&eth; fallegra r&eacute;tt &aacute; me&eth;an &eacute;g f&oacute;r.<br /><br />Klakafer&eth;in var fr&aacute;b&aelig;r, hitti &aelig;ttingja og vini, gaf kn&uacute;s, var kn&uacute;su&eth;, f&eacute;kk hj&aacute;lp fr&aacute; g&oacute;&eth;u f&oacute;lki,&nbsp;f&oacute;r &iacute; matarbo&eth;, f&oacute;r &iacute; heims&oacute;knir, f&oacute;r &iacute; j&oacute;labo&eth;, f&oacute;r &aacute; r&uacute;ntinn, t&oacute;k myndir,drakk &aacute;fengi,&nbsp;&aacute;t ruslmat, &aacute;t fisk og drakk &iacute;slenskann e&eth;al vatnssopa.<br /><br />Best af &ouml;llu var a&eth; &eacute;g f&eacute;kk l&aelig;knishj&aacute;lp fyrir ungann minn og honum l&iacute;&eth;ur miki&eth; betur :D</strong><br /><br /><br />]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 13:09:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Ástkær fósturjörð]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/416844/Astkaer_fosturjord</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Yndislegt a&eth; vera komin til &Iacute;slands, bara fr&aacute;b&aelig;rt :) Samt er fur&eth;ulegt a&eth; Sv&iacute;&thorn;j&oacute;&eth; er heim, er alveg s&aacute;tt vi&eth; a&eth; vera h&eacute;rna &iacute; heims&oacute;kn og fara s&iacute;&eth;an aftur heim. Eina sem &eacute;g s&eacute; eftir er f&oacute;lki&eth; mitt en &thorn;a&eth; hefur n&uacute; veri&eth; &oacute;tr&uacute;lega duglegt a&eth; koma &uacute;t og &eacute;g vona a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; haldist.<br /><br />&AElig;tla ekkert a&eth; lj&uacute;ga neitt, &thorn;essir dagar hafa veri&eth; hunderfi&eth;ir, unginn litli ekki s&aacute;ttur vi&eth; breytingarnar og &thorn;etta hefur allt teki&eth; &aacute; en hann vonandi fer a&eth; taka f&oacute;lki&eth; sitt &iacute; s&aacute;tt. &Eacute;g sj&aacute;lf datt &ouml;rl&iacute;ti&eth; ni&eth;ur, var b&uacute;in a&eth; sj&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; fyrir m&eacute;r eftir 8 m&aacute;na&eth;a erfi&eth;i a&eth; f&aacute; sm&aacute; t&iacute;ma, t&iacute;ma til a&eth; vera ein me&eth; sj&aacute;lfri m&eacute;r, t&iacute;ma til a&eth; sinna elstu og mi&eth; og gefa &thorn;eim sm&aacute; kvalit&iacute; t&aelig;m en &thorn;a&eth; hefur ekkert or&eth;i&eth; &uacute;r &thorn;v&iacute;. Hlakka&eth;i svo til a&eth; f&aacute; hj&aacute;lp me&eth; ungann en &thorn;a&eth; er ekkert h&aelig;gt a&eth; gera &thorn;egar a&eth; barni&eth; gr&aelig;tur bara og &ouml;skrar.<br />&Eacute;g sj&aacute;lf au&eth;vita&eth; me&eth; &oacute;raunh&aelig;far v&aelig;ntingar, hann hefur aldrei komi&eth; hinga&eth;, &thorn;ekki ekki &ouml;mmur s&iacute;nar og afa en samt var &eacute;g ekki b&uacute;in a&eth; sj&aacute; &thorn;etta fyrir m&eacute;r og &thorn;v&iacute; var&eth; &eacute;g frekar dauf. <br />Elsku litli unginn minn, a&eth; vera svona er honum eflaust l&iacute;ka mj&ouml;g erfitt og &thorn;v&iacute; &aelig;tla &eacute;g me&eth; hann til l&aelig;knis h&eacute;rna heima. F&aacute; anna&eth; &aacute;lit, sv&ouml;r og &uacute;tsk&yacute;ringar &aacute; &iacute;slensku fr&aacute; &iacute;slensku fagf&oacute;lki. &Eacute;g neita a&eth; tr&uacute;a &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; l&iacute;ti&eth; barn m&aelig;ti bara &iacute; heiminn &oacute;s&aacute;ttur &iacute; s&iacute;nu eigin skinni, vonandi er &thorn;etta samt bara eitthva&eth; sem vex af honum um lei&eth; og hann er s&aacute;ttur vi&eth; a&eth; sl&iacute;ta naflastrenginn. Mamman lifir &thorn;etta alveg a&eth; enda me&eth; fr&aacute;b&aelig;rt f&oacute;lk &iacute; kringum mig :) En m&eacute;r finnst &thorn;a&eth; afskaplega erfitt a&eth; horfa &aacute; litla s&aelig;ta ungann minn oftar en ekki svona &oacute;hamingjusaman.<br /><br />&THORN;etta &aacute;tti n&uacute; ekki a&eth; ver&eth;a v&aelig;liblogg, &eacute;g hef bara svo lengi veri&eth; a&eth; halda &thorn;v&iacute; inn&iacute; m&eacute;r hvernig m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur. Engum sagt og segi alltaf allt gott. Minn heittelska&eth;i er s&aacute; eini sem hefur einhverja hugmynd og hann veit samt ekki helminginn. Kannski er &eacute;g me&eth; f&aelig;&eth;ingar&thorn;unglyndi, hver veit. &Eacute;g held a&eth; &thorn;etta s&eacute; bara vanm&aacute;ttar tilfinning sem hellist yfir mig &thorn;egar a&eth; lillemann &aacute; svona erfitt, erfitt a&eth; s&eacute; svona pirra&eth;ur og geta ekkert gert fyrir hann.<br />Ekki halda samt a&eth; allir dagar s&eacute;u sl&aelig;mir, allir dagar eru verkefni en sumir verri en a&eth;rir.<br /><br />Mi&eth;jan er svo s&aacute;tt :) Henni finnst &thorn;etta allt saman &aelig;&eth;islegt, labba&eth;i inn hj&aacute; &ouml;mmum s&iacute;num og &ouml;fum eins og h&uacute;n hafi aldrei fari&eth;. Jafnvel s&aacute;ttari en &aacute;&eth;ur en h&uacute;n f&oacute;r (enda st&aelig;rri og &thorn;roska&eth;ri) svo gl&ouml;&eth; og &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth;. &iacute; dag hefur h&uacute;n samt be&eth;i&eth; oft um a&eth; f&aacute; a&eth; fara heim blessunin en &thorn;a&eth; er bara &thorn;v&iacute; vi&eth; erum heima &thorn;v&iacute; unginn er slappur. <br />&Iacute; g&aelig;r &thorn;&aacute; ba&eth; h&uacute;n mig um margar b&aelig;kur og &eacute;g sag&eth;i henni a&eth; k&iacute;kja &iacute; d&oacute;takassann &iacute; stofunni &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;ar v&aelig;ru bl&ouml;&eth;. &THORN;&aacute; st&oacute;&eth; h&uacute;n svolitla stund &aacute; ganginum, k&iacute;kti &iacute; kringum sig og sag&eth;i "Hvar er herbergi&eth; mitt? Mamma &eacute;g finn ekki herbergi&eth; mitt!" Hahahhahahaha h&uacute;n er mesta kr&uacute;tt &iacute; geiminum ;) Spyr um pabba sinn &aacute; hverjum degi og b&iacute;&eth;ur eftir a&eth; hann komi, stundum vill h&uacute;n samt bara fara heim til hans.<br /><br />Elstan er yndisleg, hj&aacute;lpar m&eacute;r sem kann illa e&eth;a ekkert a&eth; vera einst&aelig;&eth; mamma og stendur sig rosalega vel. H&uacute;n var flj&oacute;t til bestu bestu vinkonu og ey&eth;ir &thorn;ar flestum d&ouml;gum. &Iacute; dag &aacute; s&iacute;&eth;an a&eth; fara a&eth; unglingast me&eth; "fr&aelig;nkunni" sem er 15 &aacute;ra :) H&uacute;n haf&eth;i samt or&eth; &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; vi&eth; mig a&eth; henni fyndist skr&yacute;ti&eth; a&eth; vera &aacute; &Iacute;slandi, Sv&iacute;&thorn;j&oacute;&eth; v&aelig;ri meira "heima". H&uacute;n er samt afskaplega gl&ouml;&eth; h&eacute;rna og hlakkar til j&oacute;lanna. Vi&eth; foreldrarnir &aacute;kv&aacute;&eth;um loksins gj&ouml;f handa henni, eitthva&eth; sem hefur lengi veri&eth; su&eth;a&eth; um.<br /><br />Hey j&aacute;, &eacute;g f&oacute;r &iacute; 1 pr&oacute;f af 3. &AElig;tla&eth;i &iacute; 2 en &thorn;a&eth; gekk ekki upp. N&uacute;na er &eacute;g hinsvegar b&uacute;in a&eth; lj&uacute;ka fyrstu 3 einingunum &iacute; framhaldssk&oacute;la og f&eacute;kk 8 &iacute; ENS103 - sem er svo hr&aelig;&eth;ilega l&eacute;tt a&eth; j&aacute;. (f&eacute;kk samt ekki 10 hahahha) Me&eth; &thorn;essum hra&eth;a &thorn;&aacute; &aelig;tti &eacute;g a&eth; &uacute;tskrifast eftir hva 10 &aacute;r?<br /><br />Pandran sem &aacute; ENN&THORN;&Aacute; eftir a&eth; kaupa margar margar j&oacute;lagjafir ;)</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 13:43:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Það líður að heimför og jólum!]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/415123/Thad_lidur_ad_heimfor_og_jolum</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>4 dagar &iacute; a&eth; &eacute;g fari heim til &Iacute;slands! Fj&uacute;ff, &eacute;g er svo spennt a&eth; m&eacute;r er illt &iacute; maganum :)<br /><br />&AElig;ji &eacute;g er agalega slakur bloggari, var alveg &iacute; g&iacute;rnum en svo gerist ekki neitt. Kannski ver&eth; &eacute;g duglegri &aacute;ri&eth; 2009 e&eth;a 2010. &THORN;akka fyrir a&eth; &eacute;g borga ekki fyrir bloggi&eth;, annars v&aelig;ri &eacute;g styrktara&eth;ili h&eacute;r eins og &iacute; r&aelig;ktinni *ro&eth;n*<br /><br />Hafi&eth; &thorn;a&eth; d&uacute;ndur gott um j&oacute;lin og &aacute;ram&oacute;t og au&eth;vita&eth; allt &aacute;ri&eth; 2009 - &thorn;a&eth; er e&eth;a segja ef einhver k&iacute;kir &aacute; &thorn;etta blogg lengur? <br /><br />Kn&uacute;s, kossar og meira kn&uacute;s</strong><br /><br />]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 12:37:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Bloggsmoggtogglogg]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/402848/Bloggsmoggtogglogg</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Allt &iacute; einu mundi &eacute;g eftir a&eth; &eacute;g &aelig;tti blogg, &eacute;g &aelig;tti kannski a&eth; n&yacute;ta m&eacute;r &thorn;a&eth;.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&Iacute; g&aelig;r 17/10 voru li&eth;in 10 &aacute;r fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; Minn heittelska&eth;i ba&eth; mig um a&eth; byrja me&eth; s&eacute;r, s&aelig;tur :) </strong></p>
<p><strong>&Aacute; &thorn;essum 10 &aacute;rum h&ouml;fum vi&eth;:</strong></p>
<p><strong>Eignast 3 &oacute;tr&uacute;lega vel heppnu&eth; b&ouml;rn.<br />Tr&uacute;lofast 3x - s&iacute;&eth;ast 27/7/03<br />Keypt og selt 3 &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;ir.<br />Fari&eth; saman til &uacute;tlanda 5x a&eth; undanskyldum flutningum &uacute;t.<br />Flutt til Sv&iacute;&thorn;j&oacute;&eth;ar.<br />&AElig;tla&eth; a&eth; gifta okkur.<br />H&aelig;tt vi&eth; a&eth; gifta okkur.<br />Fari&eth; &iacute; sumarb&uacute;sta&eth;afer&eth;ir.<br /><br />Og svo margt og miki&eth; meira :) Eigum l&iacute;ka helling eftir, miki&eth; hlakkar mig til.<br /><br />Annars er l&iacute;fi&eth; &iacute; Lundi svo lj&uacute;ft, m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur alltaf betur og betur h&eacute;rna &uacute;ti. Langar ekkert heim aftur &iacute; bili nema bara &iacute; heims&oacute;kn, sakna &aelig;ttingja og vina&nbsp;sakna lyktarinnar &aacute; &Iacute;slandi, sakna vatnsins og sakna matarins (enda finnst m&eacute;r ekkert lei&eth;inlegt a&eth; bor&eth;a)<br /><br />Komum til &Iacute;slands 13 des og undurfagra&nbsp;fr&aelig;nla m&iacute;n h&uacute;n Hafd&iacute;s &aelig;tlar a&eth; l&aacute;na okkur &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;ina s&iacute;na og fr&aacute;b&aelig;ri litli br&oacute;&eth;ir minn &aelig;tlar a&eth; l&aacute;na okkur b&iacute;l - Takk &aelig;&eth;islega b&aelig;&eth;i tv&ouml;:)<br /><br />J&aelig;ja ungi litli heimtar skemmtun, best a&eth; deliver annars &thorn;enur hann raddb&ouml;ndin...</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 13:43:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Ding dong sagði..]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/394475/Ding_dong_sagdi</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>...l&iacute;till gr&aelig;nn froskur einn dag.<br /><br />&Eacute;g f&oacute;r &iacute; r&aelig;ktina &iacute; morgun me&eth; Helgu, j&aacute; &iacute; morgun. Vorum sko m&aelig;ta 15 m&iacute;n &iacute; 8 e&eth;a 07:45 e&eth;a &aacute; &thorn;eim t&iacute;ma sem ma&eth;ur &aacute; a&eth; vera undir s&aelig;ng e&eth;a allavega &aacute; n&aacute;ttf&ouml;tunum.<br />&Aacute;ttum t&iacute;ma panta&eth;a hj&aacute; instuctor til a&eth; setja upp &quot;hrista rassinn&quot; plan og kennslu &aacute; t&aelig;kin. &Eacute;g er ekkert a&eth; lj&uacute;ga &thorn;egar &eacute;g segi &Aacute;I ef &eacute;g er me&eth; strengi &iacute; dag &thorn;&aacute; vil &eacute;g helst sleppa morgundeginum, ungi litli ver&eth;ur bara a&eth; bjarga s&eacute;r sj&aacute;lfur &thorn;v&iacute; mamman getur ekki bori&eth; hann.<br /><br />&THORN;a&eth; hefur margt og miki&eth; gerst s&iacute;&eth;an &aacute; afm&aelig;linu m&iacute;nu, &eacute;g nenni bara ekki a&eth; rifja &thorn;a&eth; upp. Allt &iacute; g&oacute;&eth;u, allir hressir nema &thorn;&aacute; ungi litli tann&aacute;lfur og j&uacute; &eacute;g er komin &aacute; fullt &iacute; fjarn&aacute;m :)<br /><br />J&aelig;ja best a&eth; ofreyna sig ekki, &thorn;a&eth; er nefnilega badminton &iacute; kveld og &eacute;g &thorn;arf a&eth; nota hendurnar &iacute; &thorn;a&eth;.</strong><br /><br /><br />]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 10:31:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Ammæli!]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/382833/Ammaeli</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>&Eacute;g &aacute; amm&aelig;li &iacute; dag, &eacute;g &aacute; amm&aelig;li &iacute; dag, &eacute;g &aacute; amm&aelig;li &iacute; daaaaaag, &eacute;g &aacute; amm&aelig;li &iacute; dag! Veiiiii :D<br /><br />365 skemmtilegir dagar &thorn;anga&eth; til a&eth; &eacute;g ver&eth; &THORN;R&Iacute;TUG, hugsi&eth; ykkur. &Eacute;g sem er enn&thorn;&aacute; bara stelpa.<br /><br /><br />Minn heittelska&eth;i og b&ouml;rn g&aacute;fu m&eacute;r &thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;kt flott hj&oacute;l me&eth; k&ouml;rfu og alles. F&oacute;r og hj&oacute;la&eth;i &iacute; b&uacute;&eth;ina &iacute; g&aelig;r, var b&uacute;in a&eth; gleyma hva&eth; &thorn;a&eth; tekur &aacute; &iacute; l&aelig;runum a&eth; hj&oacute;la - s&eacute;rstaklega me&eth; yfirvigt ;)<br />Mott&oacute;i&eth; er a&eth; n&uacute;na er hj&oacute;la &iacute; 30 m&iacute;n &aacute; hverjum degi l&aacute;gmark.<br /><br />Kn&uacute;s og kossar - &aelig;tla a&eth; baka fyrir mig amm&aelig;lisk&ouml;ku &aacute; eftir.</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 06:05:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Dramatík]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/377984/Dramatik</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>H&eacute;r me&eth; er &thorn;a&eth; &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth;, ef a&eth; minn heittelska&eth;i &aacute;kve&eth;ur &aacute; einhverjum t&iacute;mapunkti a&eth; skilja vi&eth; mig &thorn;&aacute; er svari&eth; NEI! <br /><br />Fyrsti dagurinn sem einst&aelig;&eth; m&oacute;&eth;ir gekk fur&eth;u vel me&eth; 3 m&aacute;na&eth;a, 2 og h&aacute;lfs &aacute;rs og &thorn;rj&aacute;r 11 &aacute;ra skv&iacute;sur, allt virtist ganga upp. &Eacute;g meira segja elda&eth;i hr&iacute;sgrj&oacute;nagraut sem t&oacute;kst vel - &eacute;g var eiginlega montin &thorn;egar &eacute;g f&oacute;r loksins a&eth; sofa.<br />Dagur 2 gekk ekki n&oacute;gu vel - 11 &aacute;ra skv&iacute;surnar t&oacute;ku hvert dramakasti&eth; &aacute; f&aelig;tur &ouml;&eth;ru og herra 3 m&aacute;na&eth;a taldi &thorn;a&eth; &oacute;&thorn;arft a&eth; sofa, engann skal &thorn;a&eth; undra &thorn;v&iacute; &eacute;g monta&eth;i mig svo agalega af honum deginum &aacute; undan.<br />Loksins &thorn;egar b&uacute;i&eth; var a&eth; gefa skaranum a&eth; bor&eth;a, r&oacute;a enn eitt drama&eth; hj&aacute; 11 &aacute;ra skv&iacute;sunum &thorn;&aacute; f&oacute;r fr&ouml;ken 2 &aacute;ra flj&oacute;tlega &iacute; r&uacute;mi&eth; sitt s&aelig;l og gl&ouml;&eth;. Stuttu eftir &thorn;a&eth; &aacute;kva&eth; herra 3 m&aacute;na&eth;a a&eth; sofna l&iacute;ka, &eacute;g var &thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;kt &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth; og anda&eth;i l&eacute;ttar a&eth; f&aacute; sm&aacute; breik.<br />Hmmmm fr&ouml;ken 2 &aacute;ra spjalla&eth;i og spjalla&eth;i inn&iacute; herbergi svo mig gruna&eth;i hana um nr2 - f&oacute;r inn&iacute; herbergi og &aelig;tla&eth;i a&eth; s&aelig;kja hana &thorn;egar &eacute;g s&eacute; m&eacute;r til mikillar k&aacute;t&iacute;nu a&eth; h&uacute;n hefur &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; maka nr2 &aacute; r&uacute;mi&eth; sitt, n&aacute;ttf&ouml;tin s&iacute;n og hendurnar s&iacute;nar *d&aelig;&aelig;&aelig;&aelig;&aelig;s*<br />Var a&eth; sp&aacute; &iacute; a&eth; banka hj&aacute; n&aacute;grannanum og segjast hafa fundi&eth; hana :&THORN;<br /><br />S&iacute;&eth;an kom &eacute;g &thorn;eirri stuttu &iacute; r&uacute;mi&eth; eftir s&oacute;tthreinsia&eth;ger&eth;ir og h&uacute;n sag&eth;i &quot;mamma verra snjorgm&aelig;dd&quot; sem &thorn;&yacute;&eth;ir a&eth; &eacute;g ver&eth; sorgm&aelig;dd ef h&uacute;n er a&eth; kl&iacute;na k&uacute;k &uacute;tum allt. Jeiii LOKSINS sm&aacute; breik, reyndar &iacute; bland vi&eth; endalaus heimilisst&ouml;rf en hey enginn allavega gr&aacute;tandi hj&aacute; m&eacute;r.<br />&Eacute;g var ekki lengi &iacute; &thorn;eirri parad&iacute;s &thorn;v&iacute; upp kom ENN EITT drama&eth; me&eth; 11 &aacute;ra skv&iacute;sur - enda&eth;i me&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; skutla &thorn;eim &iacute; b&aelig;li&eth; og fara &uacute;t &aacute; svalir og argast &iacute; m&ouml;mmu.<br />Greyi&eth; mamma - h&uacute;n haf&eth;i ekkert gert en f&eacute;kk samt rei&eth;ilesturinn, honum var reyndar ekki beint a&eth; henni :)<br /><br />Skutlast s&iacute;&eth;an upp&iacute; r&uacute;m &aacute; mi&eth;n&aelig;tti eftir a&eth; herra 3 m&aacute;na&eth;a haf&eth;i vakna&eth;, v&aelig;lt og fengi&eth; a&eth; drekka. Horf&eth;i &aacute; hann &iacute; dj&uacute;pum fallegum svefni og hugsa&eth;i me&eth; m&eacute;r hva&eth; hann v&aelig;ri yndislega fallegur og fri&eth;s&aelig;ll.<br /><br />Hann var vakna&eth;ur 45m&iacute;n seinna - skemmst er fr&aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; segja a&eth; &eacute;g f&eacute;kk kannski 3 t&iacute;ma svefn &iacute; svona 5 m&iacute;n&uacute;tna hollum og var komin &aacute; f&aelig;tur fyrir 6 &iacute; morgun. Loksins &thorn;egar hann f&oacute;r a&eth; geispa &thorn;&aacute; er g&oacute;la&eth; innan &uacute;r barnahergi &quot;G&oacute;ann d&aelig;inn mamma m&iacute;n&quot;<br /><br /><br />Help me!</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 09:58:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Margt er skrýtið í kýrhausnum]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/376433/Margt_er_skrytid_i_kyrhausnum</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Greyi&eth; n&aacute;grannarnir m&iacute;nir, &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; ekki af &thorn;essum g&oacute;&eth;u n&aacute;msm&ouml;nnum a&eth; ganga!<br /><br />&THORN;egar vi&eth; fluttum fyrir ofan &thorn;au &thorn;&aacute; voru &thorn;au svo gl&ouml;&eth; &thorn;v&iacute; h&eacute;rna h&ouml;f&eth;u b&uacute;i&eth; nokkrir einst&aelig;&eth;ir n&aacute;msmenn sem h&ouml;f&eth;u gaman af t&oacute;nlist og eflaust einstaka gle&eth;skap. &THORN;au voru &thorn;v&iacute; mj&ouml;g &aacute;n&aelig;g&eth; a&eth; f&aacute; fj&ouml;lskylduf&oacute;lk &iacute; &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;ina s&ouml;g&eth;u &thorn;au vi&eth; minn heittelska&eth;a.<br /><br />&Aacute;&eth;an kl r&eacute;tt um 19 er banka&eth;...<br /><br /><br />H&aelig;, &eacute;g er n&aacute;granni &thorn;inn.<br />Uhhhh j&aacute; H&aelig;<br />&Eacute;g hef teki&eth; eftir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; eru of mikil l&aelig;ti &iacute; b&ouml;rnunum &thorn;&iacute;num (&thorn;au hoppa v&iacute;st of miki&eth; og labba of fast &aacute; g&oacute;lfinu)<br />Uhhhh j&aacute;<br />Vi&eth; erum sko n&aacute;msmenn<br />Uhhhh j&aacute; *r&aelig;skj* H&eacute;ddddddna &eacute;g skal reyna a&eth; f&aacute; fr&ouml;ken 2 &aacute;ra til a&eth; skilja kr&iacute;suna &thorn;&iacute;na k&aelig;ri n&aacute;granni.<br /><br /><br />Vilborg (sem er &oacute;&thorn;ekki hlutinn af m&eacute;r) vill endilega fara &iacute; h&aelig;lask&oacute; og fara &iacute; hoppudansikeppni me&eth; fr&ouml;ken 2 &aacute;ra en minn heittelska&eth;i telur &thorn;a&eth; ekki r&aacute;&eth;lagt.<br />Pandran er enn&thorn;&aacute; me&eth; h&ouml;kuna &aacute; g&oacute;lfinu og dregur hana &aacute; eftir s&eacute;r.... &Eacute;g meina er veri&eth; a&eth; meina &thorn;etta e&eth;a kemur h&uacute;n &aacute; morgun og segir DJ&Oacute;&Oacute;&Oacute;&Oacute;K ;)<br /></strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 19:37:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Sól sól skín á mig!]]></title>
		<link>http://pandran.bloggar.is/blogg/369696/Sol_sol_skin_a_mig</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Hver &thorn;arf s&oacute;larlandafer&eth; &thorn;egar ma&eth;ur b&yacute;r &iacute; Su&eth;ur Sv&iacute;&thorn;j&oacute;&eth;! Yndislegt alveg, nema &thorn;egar &thorn;a&eth; kom 28 stiga hiti einn daginn og &thorn;a&eth; bl&eacute;s ekkert. &THORN;&aacute; var &eacute;g eflaust n&aacute;l&aelig;gt &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; kafna takk fyrir.<br />Sat &uacute;ti me&eth; Gr&eacute;tu &iacute; fyrrakv&ouml;ld og &thorn;a&eth; var svo hl&yacute;tt og notalegt :) Elska &thorn;etta ve&eth;urfar h&eacute;rna, geta fari&eth; &uacute;t me&eth; stelpunum &aacute; hverjum degi og &thorn;urfa r&eacute;tt a&eth; skella &thorn;eim &iacute; kj&oacute;l og sandala, j&aacute; og au&eth;vita&eth; s&oacute;larv&ouml;rn.<br /><br />L&iacute;fi&eth; gengur bara sinn vanagang, ungi litli er or&eth;inn 2 m&aacute;na&eth;a pjakkur og braggast aldeilis vel hj&aacute; Lj&oacute;malind m&ouml;mmu sinni :) Var &iacute; sko&eth;un &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judag or&eth;inn 6340gr og 59 og h&aacute;lfur cm. Eftir a&eth; hafa lesi&eth; um &thorn;ennann sj&uacute;kd&oacute;m sem hann er me&eth; &thorn;&aacute; erum vi&eth; svakalega heppin a&eth; hann s&eacute; a&eth; &thorn;r&iacute;fast svona vel :)<br />Svo er n&aelig;sta a&eth;ger&eth; &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judaginn svo &thorn;i&eth; megi&eth; alveg hugsa til okkar &thorn;&aacute;.<br /><br />Annars er l&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; segja, m&eacute;r fannst hr&aelig;&eth;ilegt hvernig sta&eth;i&eth; var a&eth; &iacute;sbjarnarm&aacute;lunum &aacute; &Iacute;slandi. Skelfilegt a&eth; drepa svona fallegt villt d&yacute;r &aacute;n &thorn;ess a&eth; reyna eitthva&eth; anna&eth; fyrst, &thorn;a&eth; &thorn;arf a&eth; koma upp almennilegum vinnureglum &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; &thorn;etta s&eacute; sjaldg&aelig;ft &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;essi d&yacute;r eru svo ver&eth;m&aelig;t.<br /><br /><br />Heyr&eth;u j&uacute; vi&eth; erum flutt og b&uacute;in a&eth; vera &iacute; n&yacute;ju &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;inni &iacute; viku :) Gekk alveg svakalega vel a&eth; flytja &thorn;v&iacute; hinga&eth; m&aelig;ttu galvaskir &ouml;rugglega n&aacute;l&aelig;gt 10 karlmenn sem eru n&aacute;grannar okkar og t&aelig;mdu &iacute;b&uacute;&eth;ina ALVEG. Vi&eth; vorum b&uacute;in a&eth; fara me&eth; eitthva&eth; d&oacute;t um daginn og &eacute;g var b&uacute;in a&eth; taka st&oacute;ru hlutina svo &thorn;eir &aelig;ttu au&eth;velt me&eth; a&eth; taka &thorn;&aacute; en s&iacute;&eth;an &thorn;&aacute; j&aacute; t&aelig;mdu &thorn;eir ALLT :) Vi&eth; erum a&eth; tala um d&ouml;mubindin m&iacute;n og allt fr&aacute; ba&eth;herberginu, &iacute;ssk&aacute;pinn og frystinn, allar sk&uacute;ffur og sk&aacute;pa. &Eacute;g er &thorn;akkl&aacute;t a&eth; &eacute;g hafi veri&eth; sj&aacute;lf b&uacute;in a&eth; t&aelig;ma n&aelig;rfatask&uacute;ffuna m&iacute;na og hj&aacute;lpart&aelig;kjakassa :&THORN;<br /><br />Hahahahaha &thorn;&oacute;tt &eacute;g hafi ro&eth;na&eth; &thorn;&aacute; er &eacute;g &thorn;eim samt svo &thorn;akkl&aacute;t, &thorn;a&eth; er &thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;kur munur a&eth; &thorn;ekkja svona hj&aacute;lpsamt f&oacute;lk og &thorn;a&eth; stendur til a&eth; halda &thorn;rusupart&yacute; einhvern t&iacute;mann &iacute; sumar til a&eth; &thorn;akka &thorn;eim fyrir og au&eth;vita&eth; &thorn;akka konunum &thorn;eirra fyrir &quot;l&aacute;ni&eth;&quot; &aacute; &thorn;eim :)<br /></strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 08:35:30 +0000</pubDate>
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