<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:16:59.482Z</updated><title type='text'>Fjalar... EKKERT RÖGL!!</title><subtitle type='html'>... núna einnig á DVD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-115442558302298588</id><published>2006-08-01T09:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:46:23.030Z</updated><title type='text'>Ooooh my!</title><summary type='text'>This I found in a chat on www.esctoday.com, the Eurovision Song Contest site.Enjoy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/115442558302298588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/115442558302298588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115442558302298588' title='Ooooh my!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-115348748670665530</id><published>2006-07-21T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:11:26.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Ok so I am a lousy blogger</title><summary type='text'>so what. :)Well the summer is half way through and this has happened so far:1. I quit my job í may.2. ..and got another one right away at TM Software. 2. I bougth myself a car. Say hello to the little french Peugeot 206. 3. I flew to California and went on a thrilling roadtrip with my Americana, Robyn.4. Started the new job when I came back from Cali.5. Got an apartment on the University campus, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/115348748670665530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/115348748670665530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115348748670665530' title='Ok so I am a lousy blogger'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-114655866513891266</id><published>2006-05-02T08:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:50:22.706Z</updated><title type='text'>About stuff..</title><summary type='text'>I found this while surfing the internet... 10 signs your date’s a keeperBy Karen SalmansohnRecently I read this fascinating article on evil in The New York Times that reminded me of an ex-boyfriend.     The article highlighted what it called the Psychopath Checklist—a helpful list that criminal psychiatrists use to determine whether someone could be a hardcore psychopath capable of committing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114655866513891266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114655866513891266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114655866513891266' title='About stuff..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-114379996507733971</id><published>2006-03-31T09:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:21:41.313Z</updated><title type='text'>About the sommer and things to come</title><summary type='text'>So, I haven´t exactly been hard working in bloggin here in the binaryworld.But few things are on my horizion now that are worth mentioning!First, I have quit my job at Frisk and will start a new job in the beginning of June. The new job will be at TM Software where I will be working an engineering job (although I cannot call myself an engineer yet..). It will be some mix of system engineering and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114379996507733971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114379996507733971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114379996507733971' title='About the sommer and things to come'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-114120733362606738</id><published>2006-03-01T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:27:17.120Z</updated><title type='text'>Bing dao!</title><summary type='text'>Kristinn, vinur minn, er að fara til Kína í sumar til að kenna þar ensku í 4 vikur. Djöfull væri ég til í að gera eitthvað svoleiðis!!Ég ætla að prufa að sækja um allavega.. sjáum svo hvað verður..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114120733362606738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114120733362606738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114120733362606738' title='Bing dao!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-114108433272558249</id><published>2006-02-27T23:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:52:40.816Z</updated><title type='text'>Og þá er það alvaran...</title><summary type='text'>Jæja jæja.. hvað haldið þið... ég gerði það!!ÉG LÉT VERÐA AÐ ÞVÍ!!ÉG er hér með formlega farinn að búa sjálfstætt (þó ég hafi flutt í Þverholtið í nóvember á síðasta ári)..og það er vegna þess..að..ÉG KEYPTI MÉR LOKSINS TÓMATSÓSU OG RAUÐKÁLSíðasta vika var annars viðburðarrík. Ég Ég fór í Stúdíó Sýrland ásamt Sævar og við spiluðum inn á geisladisk  Ég fór Drum &amp; Bass tónleika á NASA á föstudaginn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114108433272558249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114108433272558249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114108433272558249' title='Og þá er það alvaran...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-114069667265041590</id><published>2006-02-23T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T12:13:37.266Z</updated><title type='text'>About one of those rare moments when I blog..</title><summary type='text'>So my life in a nutshell is complicated and it is totally my fault. Sometimes I think I’m superman and can devote all my living time to whatever. But that’s not the case. I’m now painstakingly learning to prioritize my daily life. Last week I had an exam in one of three classes I’m taking this semester. The class is the most important one of the three because if I don’t finish it this spring I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114069667265041590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/114069667265041590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114069667265041590' title='About one of those rare moments when I blog..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113948013730790481</id><published>2006-02-09T09:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-09T10:15:37.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Ado about nothing...</title><summary type='text'>The spam of the day:From               Subjectsandra mcdonald    wanna screw around and no attachment!! So it´s not even a virus!No big news of me. In the last few days I have been; depressed, overworked and utterly bored... but I'm doing my best to get all of this under some control... at least become a little less overworked.I would really like to do something completely different now... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113948013730790481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113948013730790481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113948013730790481' title='Ado about nothing...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113741738557846499</id><published>2006-01-16T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:51:02.183Z</updated><title type='text'>About a little monkey called Baba</title><summary type='text'>Ok.. the snow is finally here!! AND I WANT TO GO SNOWBOARDING! I have been thinking heavily about getting myself a snowboard. I have the outfit and just need the bloody board... Me and  Kristinn  are thinking about going to Bláfjöll next friday, if there will be any snow left.In other news:* School is on* Work is on* I'm swamped with stuff I want to do -&gt; hobbies!!But the most important factor is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113741738557846499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113741738557846499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113741738557846499' title='About a little monkey called Baba'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113656398123362422</id><published>2006-01-06T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:13:01.296Z</updated><title type='text'>About doing things you were always thinking about..</title><summary type='text'>Ok there are few things that I´m always thinking about doing but lack of time because of the stupid school always puts all my plans on hold... But this year will be different!!But now I´m gonna put things in action so I signed up for a salsa class in Kramhúsið here in Reykjavík...** Whatever you do, don´t do nothing!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113656398123362422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113656398123362422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113656398123362422' title='About doing things you were always thinking about..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113630581249400505</id><published>2006-01-03T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:30:12.546Z</updated><title type='text'>About some new years resolutions..</title><summary type='text'>And here we are in the year 2006, live and kicking. I cannot see any reason to beleive that the end of the world will come this year.. everything is as screwed up as usually in the politics of our blue planet, the aliens still haven´t invaded us.. at least not that we know of and the next comet that will probably hit earth is not due until 2036.. or something...and like so often I didn´t make any</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113630581249400505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113630581249400505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113630581249400505' title='About some new years resolutions..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113546854968742234</id><published>2005-12-24T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:55:49.696Z</updated><title type='text'>About what I got for Christmas...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so here is the list:1. Sauce pan and Frying pan (because I´m a big boy now and live by my own..)2. DVD with The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy3. A book that gives you ideas about how to enjoy your life more.. in icelandic.3. A handknitted scarf from one of my sisters. 4. Van Gils Men Fragrances.5. Bottle of White Vine from France... well not sent from France but given to me by a French </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113546854968742234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113546854968742234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113546854968742234' title='About what I got for Christmas...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113466281177596542</id><published>2005-12-15T16:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:34:39.100Z</updated><title type='text'>About the magic number of three...</title><summary type='text'>As I was walking down town today I thought of this poem:I have a dreamI have a dream,that I wish was in sight,but like may other dreams, it only comes true, during the night.I have a dream,that never goes away.I hope it will come true,  not only every night, but also one day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113466281177596542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113466281177596542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113466281177596542' title='About the magic number of three...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113465164971295502</id><published>2005-12-15T12:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:00:49.740Z</updated><title type='text'>About útalabúgala...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I seem to be back on tract... and to celebrate that I have here few hard boiled facts for you.Facts of the day are:1.  I woke up just before noon2.  There is no I in Team  3.  I went alone to the movies last night4.  Shortest day of the year is on Wednesday5.  Next year I will turn 27 years old  6.  Music is and will be my mistress7.  There is still no snow!8.  I´m gonna celebrate on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113465164971295502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113465164971295502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113465164971295502' title='About útalabúgala...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113460702611308967</id><published>2005-12-15T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:48:37.383Z</updated><title type='text'>About life...</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time there was this boy and he fell in love with a ghost. Then he moved to New Zealand, got himself a dog, a sheep and a parrot and everybody lived happily ever after..it´s incredible how little control you have when it comes to your mood.. it´s like watching yourself getting drunk and you are not drinking anything. My boredom concerning the exams and other melancholic thoughts are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113460702611308967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113460702611308967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113460702611308967' title='About life...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113390423298797230</id><published>2005-12-06T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:39:31.106Z</updated><title type='text'>About the last days before 2006</title><summary type='text'>Ok.. I have to present the last project I work on this semester tomorrow. After that I have to warm up for the exams and the first exam is December 14. The last is December 19. This semester has been super busy and has demanded alot of Coke Light or "Kók Læt" as we would call it here on the Ice... The facts of the day are:1. School really has just limited amount of entertainment value2. I have my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113390423298797230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113390423298797230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113390423298797230' title='About the last days before 2006'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113338734416605151</id><published>2005-11-30T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:49:04.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Um smá pælingu...</title><summary type='text'>Er hægt að fá Kók light eitrun? Hefur einhver fengið svoleiðis.. þarf ég að hafa áhyggjur :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113338734416605151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113338734416605151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113338734416605151' title='Um smá pælingu...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-113333795499235307</id><published>2005-11-30T08:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-30T08:05:55.003Z</updated><title type='text'>Um hreint út sagt ótrúlega hluti..</title><summary type='text'>Ok.. Svona fólk kallar maður einfaldlega mannfýlur!! Réðst á hreyfihamlaðan mann vegna deilu um bílastæði</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113333795499235307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/113333795499235307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113333795499235307' title='Um hreint út sagt ótrúlega hluti..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-112846882267627994</id><published>2005-10-04T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:34:02.616Z</updated><title type='text'>..about some movie something..</title><summary type='text'>Everyone remembers the 'faked-orgasm-in-a-deli'sequence from your kind of movie When Harry MetSally. It seems that you're falling for a buddyor have already fallen for them. Uh-oh. You'reprobably caught between the possibility ofhaving a great relationship and wrecking theone you have now. You know what they say, it'sbetter to regret something you did thansomething you didn't do.  What Romance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112846882267627994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112846882267627994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112846882267627994' title='..about some movie something..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-112621873142052808</id><published>2005-09-08T22:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:04:31.926Z</updated><title type='text'>About...</title><summary type='text'>Writing live from Bleika Dúfan (The Pink Dove)...I had a really busy week. School has started again and all the courses are kicking in with plenty of stuff to read and brain crunching homework. I guess I will have to breath and live engineering study books for the next half year at least. I would much rather like to go to Canada and meet up with Lyndsey and Anders, go snowboarding, get lost in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112621873142052808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112621873142052808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112621873142052808' title='About...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-112306698410214567</id><published>2005-08-03T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-04T09:48:05.583Z</updated><title type='text'>About not so much</title><summary type='text'>Well... I´m not the most active blogger and have never been. I have the urge to write something witty every now and then but it somehow never lasts.. not long enough for me to sit in front of a computer and start writing. I have even gotten the urge to write a story, make a short film.. even become the best fucking jazzplayer in the world but it seems that I lack the momentum to through with any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112306698410214567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112306698410214567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112306698410214567' title='About not so much'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-112237478379550672</id><published>2005-07-26T10:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-26T10:46:23.803Z</updated><title type='text'>About relaxing.. braindeath</title><summary type='text'>My brain is on vacation...The thing is that I have alot to say but basically lack the brainpower to put my thoughts into words. One of those days I will sit down and just pour my thoughts here over blogspot.com... And if not, then you just have to come for a visit :)btw. I´m now making an effort to write in english, so bare with me and my typos/fucked up grammar.Adios locos!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112237478379550672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112237478379550672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112237478379550672' title='About relaxing.. braindeath'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-112046785173074960</id><published>2005-07-04T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:04:11.736Z</updated><title type='text'>Um heimkomu</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá fer að líða að því.. ég flýg heim 17.júlí..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112046785173074960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/112046785173074960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112046785173074960' title='Um heimkomu'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111944373134166936</id><published>2005-06-22T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-22T12:35:31.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Um sjónarhorn</title><summary type='text'>Tveir menn horfðu í gegnum rimla fangelsis, annar sá forina, hinn sá stjörnurnar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111944373134166936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111944373134166936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111944373134166936' title='Um sjónarhorn'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111926209995311397</id><published>2005-06-20T09:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:37:45.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Um sól og vatnsleysi</title><summary type='text'>það er alveg geðveikt veður hérna í Stuttgart núna.. fyrir þá sem að hafa gaman að sjá hvað veðrið er gott hérna endilega kíkið á wetter.de til að sjá veðrið í Stuttgart. Annars er ekkert vatn á byggingunni minni í augnablikinu. Það er pínu pirrandi. Gerir manni erðfiðara fyrir að greiða sér þegar maður er nývaknaður!Annars þá fór ég í smá ferðalag til Hollands þarsíðustu helgi. Þetta ferðalag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111926209995311397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111926209995311397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111926209995311397' title='Um sól og vatnsleysi'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111774616782175419</id><published>2005-06-02T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:18:28.850Z</updated><title type='text'>Um glæpi í stórborginni</title><summary type='text'>Eins og ég hef sagt áður þá er Stuttgart frekar snotur borg þegar hún er þakin gróðri. Gróðurinn sér til þess að minnka aðeins ljótleika arkitektúrsins hérna, en mér finnst hann frekar kaldur. Ég skellti mér áðan á Stammtisch hjá íslendingafélaginu hérna á einum bjórgarðinum. Ég tók eina af S-lestunum eins og venjulega og fór niður á Hauptbahnhof. Þegar ég fór svo út á Hauptbahnhof og gekk í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111774616782175419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111774616782175419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111774616782175419' title='Um glæpi í stórborginni'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111744649738815354</id><published>2005-05-30T09:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-30T09:48:17.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Um mest spennandi hluti</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá er mest spennandi hluti dagsins í dag liðinn.. var að stúta ljótri könguló á prentaranum mínum. Annars er ég búinn að vera veikur síðan á fimmtudaginn síðasta. Ég er eiginlega búinn að vera veikur meira og minna síðan eftir Spánarferðina.. endalaus hálsbólga sem að tekur sig alltaf upp öðru hvoru. Ég ætla að reyna og sjá hvort ég er þrjóskari en hún og reyna að sitja hana af mér í þetta</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111744649738815354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111744649738815354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111744649738815354' title='Um mest spennandi hluti'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111732060089271358</id><published>2005-05-28T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:50:00.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Um undanfarna daga</title><summary type='text'>það er búið að vera ótrúlega gott veður hérna í Stuttgart og nágrenni síðustu daga. Hitinn hefur verið um það bil 30-34°C að deginum og er um 17-22°C um miðnætti. Fyrir utan það að ég er veikur núna þá hef ég náð að grilla mig aðeins í sólinni og er kominn með smá freknur.. samt varla sjáanlegar. Loftið hérna hreyfist varla sem að er ákjósanlegt á kvöldin en óþægilegra á daginn. Til dæmis er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111732060089271358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111732060089271358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111732060089271358' title='Um undanfarna daga'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111702041906066461</id><published>2005-05-25T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-25T11:26:59.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Um daginn í dag</title><summary type='text'>Það eiga að vera 30°C hiti hérna í dag.. hvað ætli verði heitt heima á klakanum... hmm.. allavega.. ég er farinn að lesa út í sólinni.. sjáumst :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111702041906066461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111702041906066461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111702041906066461' title='Um daginn í dag'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111695905239597288</id><published>2005-05-24T18:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:24:12.400Z</updated><title type='text'>Um farsímahleðslutæki</title><summary type='text'>.. ég gleymdi mínu heima á Íslandi.. helv. síminn er núna rafmagnslaus..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111695905239597288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111695905239597288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111695905239597288' title='Um farsímahleðslutæki'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111686723027081481</id><published>2005-05-23T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:53:50.276Z</updated><title type='text'>Um kvöldmatarleyti</title><summary type='text'>Ó, jæja. Þá er það Stuttgart aftur. Ég kom í bæinn á föstudaginn eftir nett 10 tíma ferðalag. Flaug bent á Frankfurt og svo lest niður til Stuttgart. Ég hafði þó góðan félgasskap með mér því Jón Ingvar (Dixieönd) og Álfheiður voru líka að fljúga til Frankfurt. Álfheiður kom svo með mér til Stuttgart og gisti hjá Sævari og Írisi. Ég tók með mér um 3 kíló af nammi, rúgbrauði og smjöri til að fóðra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111686723027081481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111686723027081481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111686723027081481' title='Um kvöldmatarleyti'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111443006890032995</id><published>2005-04-25T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:08:41.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Um stjörnuspeki dagsins</title><summary type='text'>Svona rétt milli þess sem ég keyri lærdómsmaskínuna á 110% afköstum og endalausum kolamokstri þá vafra ég um víðáttur netsins og læt F5 finna fyrir því á mbl.is.. og þar er meðal annars að finna stjörnuspá dagsins:HRÚTUR 21. mars - 19. aprílPeningavandræði sem hafa verið að hrjá þig að undanförnu virðast vera úr sögunni. Áhyggjur gærdagsins virðast ekki svo mikilvægar í dag. Þú sérð hlutina í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111443006890032995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111443006890032995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443006890032995' title='Um stjörnuspeki dagsins'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111418150161845974</id><published>2005-04-22T14:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-22T14:51:41.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Um próf á netinu</title><summary type='text'>Your Inner European is Irish!Sprited and boisterous!You drink everyone under the table.Who's Your Inner European?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111418150161845974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111418150161845974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111418150161845974' title='Um próf á netinu'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111415938306344555</id><published>2005-04-22T08:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-22T08:49:53.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Um ákveðna trilógíu</title><summary type='text'> Philip Pullman: His Dark MaterialsÍ veikindum mínum um daginn þá las ég þessa 3-lógíu og mæli sterklega með henni við þá sem gaman hafa af Harry Potter. Þessar 3 sögur eru samt töluvert dekkri en Harry Potter og hafa skemmtilega ögrandi hugmyndir um guð. Þessar bækur eru fyrir fólk með smá snefil af víðsýni og ýmindunarafli..Fyrir þá sem trúa heitt á guð og mæta reglulega á messur hjá Veginum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111415938306344555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111415938306344555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111415938306344555' title='Um ákveðna trilógíu'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111390059011034963</id><published>2005-04-19T08:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-19T08:49:56.050Z</updated><title type='text'>Um grín dagsins</title><summary type='text'>Þetta er tekið af bash.org.. þeirri snilldar síðu:Ar0uNd » Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, whichAr0uNd » created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little,Ar0uNd » which made him frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very badAr0uNd » breath. This made him.... what?Ar0uNd » (This is so bad it's good...) --a super-callused fragile </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111390059011034963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111390059011034963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111390059011034963' title='Um grín dagsins'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111383358018425191</id><published>2005-04-18T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-18T14:14:49.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Um djúpu laugina</title><summary type='text'>Það er alveg magnað hvað ég er duglegur við hoppa út í djúpu laugina í næstum því öllu sem ég tek mér fyrir hendur. Ég veit ekki hvaða árátta þetta er, en kannski finnst mér bara svona gaman að sökkva til botns rétt áður en ég spyrni mér upp aftur :) ... Annars skrapp ég í heimsókn til Sævars og Írisar í gær. Við Sævar ákváðum að taka smá spila session á lúðrana okkar og eins og alltaf þá var það</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111383358018425191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111383358018425191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111383358018425191' title='Um djúpu laugina'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111333720214884249</id><published>2005-04-12T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:20:02.150Z</updated><title type='text'>Um kvef og hita</title><summary type='text'>Halló.. ég er þá kominn aftur frá Spáni. Kom reyndar í síðustu viku en hef verið of upptekin af því að vera veikur til að nenna skrifa eitthvað.. og ég nenni því ekki enn. Ég hendi samt einhvern tímann inn ferðasögu hérna :)Ég er allavega búinn að henda inn myndum úr ferðinni inn á myndasíðuna mína.. Þangað til að ég er orðinn hress og sprækur og farinn að hlaupa út um alla skóga hérna þá bið ég </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111333720214884249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111333720214884249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111333720214884249' title='Um kvef og hita'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111075427434324961</id><published>2005-03-13T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:51:14.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Um varir</title><summary type='text'>Smá pæling.. Ef maður er með bros á vör, hvað er þá hin vörin þá að gera?Og hver er eiginlega munurinn á varaþurrk og aðalþurrk?Vitið þið þetta.. ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111075427434324961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111075427434324961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111075427434324961' title='Um varir'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-111045433461938397</id><published>2005-03-10T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-10T11:35:57.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Um pólitík</title><summary type='text'>Ok.. ég held að ég hafi aldrei sett neitt sem tengist pólitík hérna á bloggið hjá mér.. en núna bara verð ég að benda á þá skoðun sem að Pétur Blöndal, þingmaður Sjálfstæðisflokksins, hefur á Ríkinu og RÚV.. skoðanir hans segja allt sem segja þarf um hann sjálfan:"Pétur Blöndal, Sjálfstæðisflokki, sagði að RÚV væri eign ríkisins en ekki þjóðarinnar og á því væri mikill munur. Út í hött væri að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111045433461938397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/111045433461938397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111045433461938397' title='Um pólitík'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110981155299260167</id><published>2005-03-03T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-03T01:00:24.526Z</updated><title type='text'>Um metnað</title><summary type='text'>"If it falls to our luck to be street-sweepers, sweep the streets, like Raphael painted pictures, like Michaelangelo carved marble, like Shakespeare wrote poetry, and like Beethoven composed music. Sweep the streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth would have to pause and say ... ...Here lived a great street sweeper"    -- Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., June 20, 1965, Kingston, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110981155299260167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110981155299260167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981155299260167' title='Um metnað'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110963566708986321</id><published>2005-02-28T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:15:49.476Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Finnska rokktónlist og fleira</title><summary type='text'>Ég komst að því að það má enn gera mig að rokkara. Ég og Tryggvi vorum að koma af rokktónleikum í Schleyer-Halle í Stuttgart með hljómsveit sem heitir Nightwish og kemur frá Finnlandi. Þetta er bara snilldar band sem að spilar þungarokk með óperusöngkonu. Þá eru það næst mögulega tónleikar með System of a Down í München í júni og svo þarf ég að finna Rammstein tónleika hérna einhvers staðar í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110963566708986321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110963566708986321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110963566708986321' title='Um Finnska rokktónlist og fleira'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110851897899713767</id><published>2005-02-16T01:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T01:56:18.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Kexát</title><summary type='text'>Ég tek kexát alvarlega.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110851897899713767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110851897899713767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110851897899713767' title='Um Kexát'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110824291193066884</id><published>2005-02-12T21:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:15:11.930Z</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><summary type='text'>Mig langar til Japan í svona eitt ár.. án fartölvu!Ég sendi ykkur kannski póstkort.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110824291193066884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110824291193066884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110824291193066884' title='hmm..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110754324673980581</id><published>2005-02-04T18:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-04T18:54:06.740Z</updated><title type='text'>..það er Yufka í chilli-inu mínu!</title><summary type='text'>Ég labbaði niður í miðbæ Vaihingen (Hafnarfjarðar) áðan til að setja nokkur póstkort í póst og versla aðeins inn í Schwaben Gallery(míní-mollið hérna). Svona í tilefni af því að ég var ekki búinn að borða neitt þá skellti ég mér á Yufka Döner og bað um lítið chilli.. eða "nür bisschen.." eins og ég sagði það. Þetta var alls ekki slæmt chilli en það hefði mátt vera meiri döner í því. Annars er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110754324673980581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110754324673980581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110754324673980581' title='..það er Yufka í chilli-inu mínu!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110691925987574094</id><published>2005-01-28T13:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:34:19.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Smá meiri tímaeyðsla</title><summary type='text'>Eftir að ég er byrjaður að setja hérna linka á tímaeyðslu þá er hérna nokkuð góð Flash vídjó af forseta Bandaríkjana. .. þakka Kristni kærlega fyrir þetta "input" í líf mitt :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110691925987574094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110691925987574094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110691925987574094' title='Smá meiri tímaeyðsla'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110691908433885347</id><published>2005-01-28T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:46:28.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell is Matt</title><summary type='text'>Ég rakst á þessa síðu á blogginu hans Svenna vinar míns í Danmörku. Vídjóið á henni er argasta snilld! Það heitir "Dancing" og er 37 megabæti..dálítið stórt :|</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110691908433885347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110691908433885347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110691908433885347' title='Where the hell is Matt'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110659667864876871</id><published>2005-01-24T19:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:59:49.510Z</updated><title type='text'>Masterplan sem gekk í gegn</title><summary type='text'>Halló halló og gleðilegan seinnipart janúar!!Ég var líka í þessari snilldar skíðaferð um helgina. Ég ásamt Tryggva og krökkum úr málabekknu mínum leigðum okkur bíl og keyrðum til Innsbruck í Austurríki. Innsbruck er í Tirol hérnaði og þetta svæði er hluti af Austurrísku Ölpunum. Á leiðinni þangað kíktum við í kastala sem heitir Neuschwanstein (Nýji-svan-steinn) og er fyrirmynd Disney </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110659667864876871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110659667864876871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110659667864876871' title='Masterplan sem gekk í gegn'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110615287707881610</id><published>2005-01-19T16:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-24T17:39:05.440Z</updated><title type='text'>Til Baka</title><summary type='text'>Þá er ég kominn aftur til Þýskalands. Ég get ekki sagt að ég hafi saknað alls fólksins sem að reykir hérna. það var sirka það fyrsta sem að minnti rækilega á sig þegar ég kom á Haupbahnhof (aðallestarstöðina) hérna í Stuttgart. Ég kann aftur á móti ágætlega við að fá meiri birtu en er heima.Síðan ég kom á sunnudaginn og fór í mat til Sævars og Írisar þá hef ég ekki farið út úr  húsi fyrr en í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110615287707881610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110615287707881610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110615287707881610' title='Til Baka'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110477218298781311</id><published>2005-01-03T16:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-03T17:11:59.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Bless gamla ár, halló nýja ár</title><summary type='text'>Þá er nýtt ár hafið og verður örugglega jafn lengi að líða og hið gamla. Hef komist að því að því meira sem ég hugsa, því minna skil ég. Ég ætla því að hætta hugsa og reyna bara að vera.. taka Evrópu með trompi í vor..Heimurinn er mér hulinn ráðgáta,ég hugsa of mikið.Er týndur í tíma,og tek ekki eftir neinu.Skil sjaldnast neitt,fer svo yfir strikið.Hef ekki gert neitt,og hef ekkert á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110477218298781311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110477218298781311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110477218298781311' title='Bless gamla ár, halló nýja ár'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110379377765482027</id><published>2004-12-23T09:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-23T09:24:33.340Z</updated><title type='text'>Gleðileg Jól!</title><summary type='text'>Gleðileg jól öllsömul og sjáumst hress á nýju ári!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110379377765482027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110379377765482027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110379377765482027' title='Gleðileg Jól!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110289102361937510</id><published>2004-12-12T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:11:03.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Frosted Seríós Land</title><summary type='text'>Ætla að hafa þetta stutt að sinni. Síðasta vika hjá mér fór í sálarrannsóknir. Ég eyddi helginni í Strasbourg og þar af var ég á 9 klukkustunda rölti ásamt Kjartani, Tryggva og Dóru um borgina í dag. Ég keypti mér meðal annars kókoskökur á jólamarkaðnum við dómkirkjuna í Strasbourg... spennandi :)  Bærinn minn, Vaihingen, (Hafnarfjörður Stuttgarts) lítur út eins og risastórt "frosted cheerios".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110289102361937510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110289102361937510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110289102361937510' title='Frosted Seríós Land'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110250710607641746</id><published>2004-12-08T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-08T11:58:26.076Z</updated><title type='text'>Vika í jólafrí</title><summary type='text'>Jæja þá er vika í að ég fljúgi heim. Af því tilefni og í tilefni þess að ég er að reyna ná aftur stjórn á sjálfum mér (ekki það að ég hafi nokkurn tímann haft neina stjórn :) ) þá ákvað ég að fara að sofa fyrir kl 04.00 og fara á fætur fyrir hádegi. Það gekk og meira en það.. ég hreinlega dó úr dugnaði og fór í stórmarkaðinn og keypti í matinn. Rétt áður en ég var að fara sofa í nótt klukkan x &lt; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110250710607641746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110250710607641746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110250710607641746' title='Vika í jólafrí'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110194747406114759</id><published>2004-12-02T01:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-03T10:24:11.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Helgin nálgast.. og Bent líka!</title><summary type='text'>Elsku krúsirúsínubollurnar mínar.Nú er helgin að nálgast sem þýðir aðeins það að:Ég lifði vikuna af.Ég er búinn að fara 3 sinnum út að hlaupa síðan í síðustu viku.Að ég er ekki ennþá búinn að týnast í skóginum þegar ég fer út að hlaupa.Að ég er að fara til Karlsruhe á eftir.Að það er 1. Des fögnuður í Karlsruhe á morgun.Að við(óskilgreindur fjöldi af fólki) erum að fara til Strasbourgar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110194747406114759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110194747406114759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110194747406114759' title='Helgin nálgast.. og Bent líka!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110191034877587532</id><published>2004-12-01T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:19:18.186Z</updated><title type='text'>Gleðilegan 1. Des</title><summary type='text'>Við liðið hérna á ERASMUS Strasse skelltum okkur í bíó í gær. Þeir eru með þriðjudagstilboð í bíó hérna eins og heima. Við fórum að sjá Das Vermächtnis der Tempelritter (eða á ensku National Treasure). Þetta var bara þræl hress mynd og gaman að sjá hvað hann Nicolas Cage er góður í þýsku. Hann hafði alveg flottan framburð en mér fannst röddin í honum hafa dýpkað.. kann engar skýringar á því. Ég </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110191034877587532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110191034877587532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110191034877587532' title='Gleðilegan 1. Des'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110125290124967669</id><published>2004-11-23T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-23T23:35:01.250Z</updated><title type='text'>Ský-kræki-ber</title><summary type='text'>Sálin mín er skýeða skrýtið krækiber.Hver hefur hana heltekið,og haft á burt með sér.Ég vil hana aftur,látið hana vera,ef þið vitið ekki,hvað þið eigið við hana að gera.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110125290124967669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110125290124967669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110125290124967669' title='Ský-kræki-ber'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-110021379207078236</id><published>2004-11-11T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:56:32.070Z</updated><title type='text'>Ekki dauður enn.. </title><summary type='text'>Halló halló halló...Fyrir utan það að ég hef ekki látið í mér heyra á öldum Internetsins í 2 vikur (var veikur í síðustu viku og sá ekki nokkra ástæðu til að skrifa neitt þá... fannst skemmtilegra að vorkenna bara sjálfum mér)þá er bara allt fínt að frétta. Ég er ekki enn búinn að fá mér myndavél. Þarf eiginleg að fara redda því bráðum.Ég drattaðist loksins í dag til húsvarðarins hérna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110021379207078236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/110021379207078236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110021379207078236' title='Ekki dauður enn.. '/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109900183533479271</id><published>2004-10-28T22:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-28T22:17:15.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Skrítinn dagur.. skrýtinn vika</title><summary type='text'>Þetta er búinn að vera dálítið skrýtin vika. Það voru 4 tímar hjá mér á mánudaginn.. þar af mætti ég í einn og hann stóð í 20 mínútur. Þetta eru bara fyrstu tímarnir í vetur. Síðan er einn tími hjá mér á morgun kl. 8.00 í fyrramálið.. annars hafa ekki verið neinir tímar frá þriðjudegi og fram til dagsins í dag. Ég fór á mína fyrstu Bigband æfingu, spilaði í fyrsta skiptið á básúnu í hljómsveit, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109900183533479271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109900183533479271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109900183533479271' title='Skrítinn dagur.. skrýtinn vika'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109874086441384212</id><published>2004-10-25T21:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:50:54.490Z</updated><title type='text'>Var á geðveikum tónleikum</title><summary type='text'>Ég var á geðveikum tónleikum hér í Stuttgart með Ibrahim Ferrer út Buena Vista Social Club. Við Íris skelltum okkur á tónleikana meðan Sævar passaði Hlyn. Svo ætlum við Sævar að fara á Count Basie tónleika 9. nóvember. Ibrahim Ferrer tónleikarnir fá 5 störnur og þýksir áhorfendur fá 4 stjörnur fyrir að kunna að klappa í takt :)Vildi bara segja ykkur það :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109874086441384212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109874086441384212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109874086441384212' title='Var á geðveikum tónleikum'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109838309942407529</id><published>2004-10-21T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-21T18:26:53.843Z</updated><title type='text'>Allt að komast á skrið.. vona ég</title><summary type='text'>JÆJA!Nú eru alveg komnir rúmir 10 dagar síðan ég lét eitthvað í mér heyra. Það er eitt og annað búið að gerast hérna hjá mér í Stuttgart en ég hef hreinlega ekki haft geð í mér til að blogga.. og ég kenni sængurverinu mínu algjörlega um það. Sængurverið sem ég keypti fyrir nýju sængina mína er búið að vera hreinn áhrifavaldur á líf mitt síðustu 10 daga.. eða alveg þangað til í gær.. því þá </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109838309942407529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109838309942407529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109838309942407529' title='Allt að komast á skrið.. vona ég'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109758465915818955</id><published>2004-10-12T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-12T12:38:02.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Síðasta vikan á þýskunámskeiðinu..</title><summary type='text'>Ég er þá loksins fluttur inn og aðeins byrjaður að venjast þessari nýju aðstöðu. Ég er búinn að setja nokkrar myndir inn  hérna.Þetta er síðasta vikan á þýskunámskeiðinu.. sem þýðir að ég þarf ekki að mæta alla daga klukkan 8 í skólann :) .. Ég þarf að halda stutta kynningu á morgun á þýsku fyrir bekkin.. eitthvað um Ísland náttúrulega. Svo er próf á fimmtudaginn. Það ætti reyndar ekki að vera </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109758465915818955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109758465915818955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758465915818955' title='Síðasta vikan á þýskunámskeiðinu..'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109698867034363392</id><published>2004-10-05T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-05T15:04:30.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Ég er fluttur</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá er ég kominn með lyklana að 180 fermetra stúdíó íbúðinni minni.. eða "fangaklefanum" eins og ég vil nefna herbergið... ok.. þetta er ekki svo slæmt :) Ég fékk semsagt lyklana í dag. Við vorum að koma úr Rúmfatalagernum rétt áðan og erum að fara í IKEA. Ég er búinn að kaupa mér sæng og allt tilheyrandi og þarf núna að reyna  finna allt annað. Ég tek myndavélina með mér og ætla að taka </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109698867034363392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109698867034363392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109698867034363392' title='Ég er fluttur'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109690333634533856</id><published>2004-10-04T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-04T15:22:16.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Þýskt skipulag - þýskir opnunartímar</title><summary type='text'>Ok.. nú er ég búinn að vera hérna í Þýskalandi í mánður og það er margt sem kemur mér spánskt fyrir sjónir. Þjóðverjar eru sennilega þekktastir fyrir það að vera nákvæmir, skipulagðir og frekar formlegir. Þeir viðurkenna þetta svosem alveg og gera sjálfir grín að þessu. Eins og ég hef sagt einhvern tímann áður þá gengur allt út á stimpla og heimilisföng hérna. Ef þú ert ekki með heimilisfang þá</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109690333634533856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109690333634533856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690333634533856' title='Þýskt skipulag - þýskir opnunartímar'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109630092862814429</id><published>2004-09-27T15:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-27T16:02:08.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Afmælispartý á Heinestrasse</title><summary type='text'>Sævar hélt upp á 28 ára afmælið sitt á laugardaginn. Íslendingar úr Stuttgart og Karlsruhe komu í hópum og varð þetta eitt heljarinnar partý. Partýið endaði einhvern tímann snemma næsta morgun :)Hérna eru myndir.. þær segja meira en mörg orð :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109630092862814429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109630092862814429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109630092862814429' title='Afmælispartý á Heinestrasse'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109622450963047662</id><published>2004-09-26T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-26T19:56:13.593Z</updated><title type='text'>Í Stuttgart</title><summary type='text'>Nú er ég búinn að vera úti í 21 daga og þetta er búið að vera algjört ævintýri hingað til. Það hefur allt gengið mjög vel og engin stórkostleg vandræði komið upp.  LondonFerðalagið byrjaði náttúrulega með því að ég, Svenni og Stella flugum til London fimmtudaginn 2. september. Aðdragandinn að fluginu var dæmigerður. Ég svaf í um klukkutíma áður en ég þurfti að vakna í flugið. Við löbbuðum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109622450963047662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109622450963047662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109622450963047662' title='Í Stuttgart'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109570419051839253</id><published>2004-09-20T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-20T18:16:30.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Myndasíða</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þetta er allt smám saman að koma. Hérna er myndasíðan mín. Er að vinna að ritgerð sem ég set hérna á allra næstu dögum.. :-DBis Morgen,Fjalar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109570419051839253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109570419051839253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109570419051839253' title='Myndasíða'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109519414008144698</id><published>2004-09-14T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-14T20:35:40.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Smá leiðrétting</title><summary type='text'>Halló aftur..Ég setti símanúmer aðeins vitlaust hérna inn í gær.. það á að vera +49 15202732661 ...Svo lofa ég að blogga á morgun :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109519414008144698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109519414008144698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109519414008144698' title='Smá leiðrétting'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109510460072547875</id><published>2004-09-13T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-13T19:50:49.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Á morgun</title><summary type='text'>Halló allir..Ég er kominn með nýtt símanúmer sem er +49 (fyrir þýskaland) og svo 01520 2732661. Þetta er gemsinn minn.Svo nota ég fjalars@hi.is og fjalars@hotmail.com fyrir þá sem langar að senda mér póst. Ég ætla svo að koma upp nýju bloggi með myndasíðu.Það er búið að vera frekar mikið að gera hjá mér síðus 1 1/2 vikuna þannig að ég hef ekki einu sinni náð að blogga um það.. en á morgun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109510460072547875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109510460072547875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109510460072547875' title='Á morgun'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109327079729552754</id><published>2004-08-23T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T14:42:37.553Z</updated><title type='text'>.. og þá var það Menningarnótt einu sinni enn...</title><summary type='text'>...jæja jæja jæja.. hættum nú allri alvöru og snúum okkur að gríninuÞá er enn ein menningarnóttin liðinn og enn einir Andartónleikarnir á kaffi Vín. Reyndar þá var aðdragandinn að helginni engu síður spennandi. Eitt stykki stærðfræðipróf í brauðformi með lúxusdýfu... djöfull finnst mér leiðinlegt að læra fyrir próf.Stærðfræðiprófið gett sæmilega og vonandi nógu vel. Það þýðir að ég mun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109327079729552754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109327079729552754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109327079729552754' title='.. og þá var það Menningarnótt einu sinni enn...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-109145210632539594</id><published>2004-08-02T12:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-02T13:08:26.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Vendipunktur</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá er enn ein verslunarmannahelgin að baki og enn ein rigningarútilegan líka. Föruneyti tjaldsins sem ávallt fer Eitthvað um verslunarmannahelgina lét ekki slæma veðurspá slá sig út af laginu og keyrði með bensínið í botni inn í rigninguna. Það er reyndar ekkert nýtt að við keyrum í gegnum eld og brennistein af rigningu þegar við förum í útilegu um verslunarmannahelgina.  Í fyrra fórum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109145210632539594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/109145210632539594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109145210632539594' title='Vendipunktur'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108980329480798371</id><published>2004-07-14T11:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-16T12:49:34.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Nú er tími til að...</title><summary type='text'>Vera úti í góða veðrinu..Borða ís með ávöxtum..Fara í kareoke heima hjá sér..Kalla ökumenn sem leggja í stæði í ranga akstursstefnu fífl!!Ég bara þoli ekki ökumenn sem að leggja í stæði í ranga akstursstefnu þegar maður gerir sitt besta til að vera löghlýðinn með því að snúa við og koma rétt í bílastæði... urr.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108980329480798371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108980329480798371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108980329480798371' title='Nú er tími til að...'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108688654976279389</id><published>2004-06-10T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-11T11:03:06.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Hef ekkert að segja.. blogga samt.. þrjóskur ?</title><summary type='text'>Ég fer að losna úr refsivistinni hérna í vinnunni í dag.. og kemst þá út í sólina, loksins! Spurning um að nota tækifærið eftir að HTML (urr) vinna frestaðist fram á laugardag og brenna á sér andlitið aftur eins og síðustu helgi. Sólin virðist allavega ekki mikið vera að fara.. eða skýin að koma. Væri til í að labba upp á Esjuna núna, eins og ég er nú hreyfingarlega sinnaður. Ég vona bara að það </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108688654976279389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108688654976279389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108688654976279389' title='Hef ekkert að segja.. blogga samt.. þrjóskur ?'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108662682662671579</id><published>2004-06-07T16:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-07T17:10:33.076Z</updated><title type='text'>Helgin</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. afrekaði að verða veikur einu sinni enn. Ekkert nýtt þar. Var reyndar svo hress á sunnudaginn að ég labbaði allan daginn... og sólbrann í framan, nema þar sem að sólgleraugun voru :)!Hóst!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108662682662671579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108662682662671579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108662682662671579' title='Helgin'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108601481799010915</id><published>2004-05-31T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:48:13.910Z</updated><title type='text'>Hliðarlínubloggarar</title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. er búinn að tína inn eitthvað af hliðarlínubloggurunum mínum.. síðan orðinn töluvert breytt og spænsku-skotinn.. vil ég þakka Babelfish veitta aðstoð í þeim efnum :)Ég reyni svo a koma kommentkerfinu upp aftur í næstu atrennu...Lifi byltinginn!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601481799010915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601481799010915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601481799010915' title='Hliðarlínubloggarar'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108601102563627784</id><published>2004-05-31T13:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:08:33.746Z</updated><title type='text'>¡Y ahora habrá títulos!</title><summary type='text'>No que voy a escribir mucho aquí ahora. Fijo solamente un nuevo blogg una vez al mes :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601102563627784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601102563627784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601102563627784' title='¡Y ahora habrá títulos!'/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108601029340517805</id><published>2004-05-31T13:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-31T13:32:24.490Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mjög gott.. ég náttúrulega valdi nýtt lúkk á síðuna... smellti casually á ok og gjörsamlega sleppti því að lesta einhvern heimskulegan viðvörunartexta.. og vola.. allir linkar á aðrar síður farnir.. þannig að ef þið, börnin mín góð, kíkið hérna inn til mín, endilega skiljið eftir heimilisföngin á bloggin ykkar,ykkar einlægur,gáfnastrumpur</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601029340517805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108601029340517805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601029340517805' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108480568177541699</id><published>2004-05-17T14:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-17T14:55:31.976Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þau eru erfið skrefin inn á blogger.com síðuna þegar maður hefur ekki tjáð sig neitt í langan tíma. 3 síðustu vikur eru búnar að vera vægast sagt viðburðaríkar á allan hátt. En sumarið nálgast og þá fer maður að hugsa um tjaldferðalög.. alveg kominn tími á gott tjaldferðalag. Ég fæ vonandi að vita bráðum eitthvað um ERASMUS umsóknina mína og hvernig hlutirnr verða hjá mér næsta haust.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108480568177541699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108480568177541699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108480568177541699' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108221578707839809</id><published>2004-04-17T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-17T15:33:15.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það er greinilegt að við Ernir höngum of mikið saman.. urðum báðir veikir yfir páskana og erum það enn.. Ernir reyndar veikari þar sem að hann fékk ekki eins mikið að sofa :) .. allavega.. ég er sennilega hitalaus í dag.. það er framför.. lét mig samt hafa það að fara í vinnuna á fimmtudaginn og föstudaginn þar sem að ég er að fara í 3 vikna frí í vinnuni yfir prófin.Það væri fínt að losna við </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108221578707839809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108221578707839809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108221578707839809' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108196298188507607</id><published>2004-04-14T17:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-14T17:19:13.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Og ennþá veikur.. verð að reyna læra eitthvað samt.. þessar bækur lesa sig víst ekki sjálfar..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108196298188507607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108196298188507607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108196298188507607' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108187695293747943</id><published>2004-04-13T17:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-13T17:25:22.983Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það fór svipað fyrir páskunum og jólunum hjá mér.. ég er semsagt veikur heima.. go figures.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108187695293747943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108187695293747943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108187695293747943' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108151728967291528</id><published>2004-04-09T13:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:32:59.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá er síðasta ár fyrsta aldarfjórðungs að hefjast... vonandi verða þeir fleiri.. Það er allavega fallegt veður úti.. maður fær sér kannski ís.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108151728967291528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108151728967291528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108151728967291528' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108120476608277152</id><published>2004-04-05T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:42:08.090Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... úr einni geðveikinni í aðra...Þá er spilageðveikin að mestu búinn og skólageðveikin tekur við.. úff.. ég verð sennilega eitthvað slappur að blogga meðan á því stendur...  á eftir að fara yfir of mikið efni. Hef verið duglegur að tossa lærdóminn í vetur.... ekkert nýtt þar...:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108120476608277152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108120476608277152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108120476608277152' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108120188137039428</id><published>2004-04-05T21:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-05T21:54:03.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. tími til að bæta nokkrum hressum bloggurum við í hópinn hérna á hliðarlínunni...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108120188137039428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108120188137039428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108120188137039428' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108082298846648793</id><published>2004-04-01T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-01T12:39:06.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tryggvi Cyberbunny benti mér á þessa síðu.. In passing... nokkuð nett</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108082298846648793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108082298846648793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082298846648793' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108081290776096923</id><published>2004-04-01T09:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-01T09:51:05.246Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég ætla ekki að láta plata mig í dag..Ég ætla ekki að láta plata mig í dag..Ég ætla ekki að láta plata mig í dag..Ég ætla ekki að láta plata mig í dag..Ég ætla ekki að láta plata mig í dag..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108081290776096923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108081290776096923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108081290776096923' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108048839667765544</id><published>2004-03-28T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-28T15:42:47.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snilldar hljómsveit.. snilldar  diskur !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108048839667765544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108048839667765544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108048839667765544' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108048525469778826</id><published>2004-03-28T14:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:50:08.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Djöfulsins snilldar jammi lenti ég á í gær. Eins og svo oft áður þá var sýning á M&amp;M í Hafnarfjarðarleikhúsinu. Eftir hana fór ég niður á Hótel Borg og hitti þar 2 Andar-unga, Jón Ingvar básúna og Matta sax. Það voru jazztónleikar á borginni sem voru að klárast þegar að ég kom þangað, en síðan var stefnan sett á stúdentakjallarann þar sem halda átti Jamm-session af spjátrungum úr FÍH.  Á leiðinni</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108048525469778826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108048525469778826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108048525469778826' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108039442582536074</id><published>2004-03-27T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:39:40.356Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.. ég rakst á þessa grein þegar ég var að skoða slashot.org, sem ég geri næstum því á hverjum degi. Ef þið fylgið linkunum í greininni þá lendið þið á þessari síðu:  kiddofspeedStelpan sem að setti upp þessa síðu heitir Elena og er frá Úkraínu, pabbi hennar er kjarnorkuvísindamaður, hún á 1100cc kawasaki ninja mótorhjól. Hún fer stundum á mótorhjólinu sínu í gegnum  Chernobyl svæðið. Á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108039442582536074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108039442582536074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108039442582536074' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-108014086739395968</id><published>2004-03-24T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-24T15:10:41.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>úff.. ég og Marcin skrifstofufélagi minn hérna í vinnuni erum orðnir skakkir á að drekka Maté... eða allt að því :) Rosalega nennti ég ekki á fætur í morgun.. ekki fyrir mitt litla líf.. ég lá í pissuspreng í rúminu í 2 klukkutíma milli svefns og vöku í morgun.. drullaðist svo á fætur rétt um 10 og kom mér niður í vinnu. Ég fór að sofa um 11.30 í gærkvöld en þessi ofur-spinning tími sem ég og </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108014086739395968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/108014086739395968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108014086739395968' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107995893008691815</id><published>2004-03-22T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-22T12:37:57.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nýbúi vikunnar á blogginu hjá mér er Ísaland.. Ísa vini mínum og skólafélaga úr MR fannst vera súrt í broti að ég skyldi ekki vera með link á hann.. hann var víst búinn að bæta mér inn á bloggið sitt.. þetta leiðréttist hér með og vil ég af því tilefni bjóða Ísa velkominn..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995893008691815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995893008691815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995893008691815' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107995641516440154</id><published>2004-03-22T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-22T11:56:31.310Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég fór að hugsa áðann.. það gerist ekki oft og þegar það gerist þá kemur ekkert af viti hvort sem er.. en.. ég hef ákveðið að semja ljóð í tilefni dagsins.. það hljómar svona:Hugsanir mínar fletjast út á astralplani ódauðleikans.Ég er Ægir, ég er Óðinn.Stundum gerir maður hluti, stundum ekki.Ég varð að koma þessu frá mér.. núna get ég borðað súrmjólkina mína..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995641516440154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995641516440154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995641516440154' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107995572950136928</id><published>2004-03-22T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-22T11:46:42.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. vitið þið hvað.. hann er mættur aftur á bloggið.. :)Fór á fætur snemma í morgun til að fara og kaupa miða á Kraftwerk og Pixies. Ernir var búinn að ákveða að koma með mér... þó að það þýddi að hann þyrfti að fara á fætur fyrir hádegi.. hehe.. svo að ég hringdi í hann í morgun og hann var hinn brattasti. Við fórum á Select og fengum okkur morgunmat rétt fyrir átta.. svona pylsa A'la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995572950136928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107995572950136928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995572950136928' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107807226929951143</id><published>2004-02-29T16:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-29T16:38:55.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm..  ég er bara kallaður bloggletingi á öðrum bloggum út í bæ.. phfpp.. en það er reyndar rétt. Ég hef einhvern veginn ekki fundið neina ástæðu til að skrifa neitt hérna hreinlega. Djöfulli er þunglyndið og áhugaleysið ótrúlega lúmsk fyrirbæri. Ég er svo sem ekki búinn að vera þunglyndur heldur meira áhugalaus um allt.. og þá sérstaklega námið. Það hefur sem betur fer aðeins breyst núna á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107807226929951143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107807226929951143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107807226929951143' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107401157180638689</id><published>2004-01-13T16:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-13T16:34:10.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er sennilega með verri bloggurum... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107401157180638689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107401157180638689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107401157180638689' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-107186232621145036</id><published>2003-12-19T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:33:00.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. þá er það jólabloggið..Sjitt hvað það er leiðinlegt að læra fyrir próf. Síðasta prófið er á morgun og ég þarf virkilega að reka mig áfram til að læra fyrir það.. ég geri allt annað en að læra liggur við, eins og t.d. að skrifa blogg :) . Þetta jólafrí verður víst eitthvað lítið. Það verða æfingar í leikhúsinu sennilega alla daga nema kannski aðfangadag og jóladag.. spurning með nýársdag. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107186232621145036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/107186232621145036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186232621145036' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106848403084950260</id><published>2003-11-10T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:19:50.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja.. það ætti að vera orðið nógu langt síðan að ég bloggaði síðast... allir hættir að skoða síðuna.. nema ég. Allavega. Það er búið að vera nokkuð stíf dagskrá undanfarið.  Ég hef nú samt ekki verið neitt sérlega duglegur að læra nema í Verkefnastjórnun. Það er bara 4 vikur í próf og ég gerði mér grein fyrir því að ég þyrfti að fara læra eitthvað.. úff. Ekki batnar það samt. Svo er Svanurinn (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106848403084950260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106848403084950260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106848403084950260' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106693203726756481</id><published>2003-10-23T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-23T18:01:32.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Life is short... seize the moment, cause tomorrow you could be dead!" - Buffy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106693203726756481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106693203726756481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106693203726756481' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106657174824093503</id><published>2003-10-19T13:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-19T13:59:23.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.. Ég var að fatta að frábærir erlendir listamenn eru ekki í heimsókn hérna á hverjum degi. Ég sé dálítið eftir því að hafa ekki farið og séð  Durm  &amp; Bass snillingin John B á föstudaginn var á Airwaves hátíðnni... Svo voru Svenni og Stella að reyna draga mig á einhverja tónleika í gær á NASA en ég fór á Kill Bill í staðinn... djöfull er maður eitthvað  ómenningarlegur.. Kill Bill var annars </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106657174824093503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106657174824093503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106657174824093503' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106587542331990071</id><published>2003-10-11T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-11T12:30:23.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Madam, without you, life was like a broken pencil...pointless."  BlackAdder</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106587542331990071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106587542331990071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106587542331990071' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106539358605824658</id><published>2003-10-05T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-05T22:39:45.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sko.. ég er ekki dauður, ennþá. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106539358605824658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106539358605824658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106539358605824658' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684680.post-106370483725568781</id><published>2003-09-16T09:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-16T09:47:07.083Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fyrir þá sem hafa ekki horft á Inuyasha  meikar þetta ekki eins mikið sens :) ...En Svanur vinur minn kom mér á bragðið... Your Kagome! you like to hang out with your friendsand are always the first person to volunteer toshow a new student around, you are kind andgiving and enjoy having a occasional sleep-overwith the girls! What Inuyasha Character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106370483725568781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684680/posts/default/106370483725568781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatwork.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106370483725568781' title=''/><author><name>6U</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10025305106497150385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
