<?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-7182159</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:01:43.887Z</updated><title type='text'>Hildur Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The one who will change the world...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6668267923421237447</id><published>2011-04-05T11:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:21:35.885Z</updated><title type='text'>Smábondinn í Lumby Cottage</title><content type='html'>Ég þekki þennan ekki neitt en mjög skemmtilegt blogg hjá honum! Er að lifa drauminn... http://dadihrafnkelsson.blog.is/blog/dadihrafnkelsson/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svo er pælingin að fara að skrifa hérna oftar... enda orðið FREKAR langt síðan ég gerði það síðast. Miklar pælingar eru í gangi hjá mér þessa dagana og gaman væri að deila þeim með lesendum. EN þær verða á ensku. Held ég. Nema ég sé í íslensku mode, en það gerist ekki of oft ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILDS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6668267923421237447?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6668267923421237447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6668267923421237447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6668267923421237447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6668267923421237447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2011/04/smabondinn-i-lumby-cottage.html' title='Smábondinn í Lumby Cottage'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2820031824561690882</id><published>2009-04-22T23:15:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:38:44.888Z</updated><title type='text'>My first raisin buy!!!</title><content type='html'>This is my first raisin buy! Very excited... very exciting. Its a 66 degrees North fleece overall and a fleece balacalva. The entire drive home I couldn´t stop smiling, just thinking that in a few weeks, 16 to be exact (well, I guess I cannot be exact) I will be dressing my little raisin, a little person, maybe a mini me, into little clothes! Awwww... so yea, now that I am done with school (except for a test on Tuesday) I can spend my days google-ing baby stores, information and this and that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-mx9-eC9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sZUebUfJ7K8/s1600-h/IMG_7807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-mx9-eC9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sZUebUfJ7K8/s320/IMG_7807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327660261582965714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me super excited... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-qWYIRQVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/H6sVvE09LyE/s1600-h/IMG_7810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-qWYIRQVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/H6sVvE09LyE/s320/IMG_7810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327664185613566290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some preggo pictures... &lt;br /&gt;3. february 2009- 12 weeks 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-nQjoiZSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0qw38ke48AQ/s1600-h/IMG_7310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-nQjoiZSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0qw38ke48AQ/s320/IMG_7310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327660787087598882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. mars 2009- 17 weeks 6 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-n5jPwtrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/me4cof1F-c4/s1600-h/IMG_7530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-n5jPwtrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/me4cof1F-c4/s320/IMG_7530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327661491358316210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. mars 2009- 19 weeks 6 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-ogMFlpuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y8O8AuHDQaw/s1600-h/IMG_7598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-ogMFlpuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y8O8AuHDQaw/s320/IMG_7598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327662155156530914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having some fun during my self-made photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-o3OVUc7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZxRyDgPcWxE/s1600-h/IMG_7610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-o3OVUc7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZxRyDgPcWxE/s320/IMG_7610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327662550896374706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. April 2009- 20 weeks 6 days (my model poses...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-pLY3vwNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-AstzclBS5w/s1600-h/IMG_7627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-pLY3vwNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-AstzclBS5w/s320/IMG_7627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327662897322508498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-plWCQjTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/om0s1CZuwTQ/s1600-h/IMG_7631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-plWCQjTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/om0s1CZuwTQ/s320/IMG_7631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327663343237893426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2820031824561690882?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2820031824561690882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2820031824561690882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2820031824561690882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2820031824561690882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-raisin-buy.html' title='My first raisin buy!!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Se-mx9-eC9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sZUebUfJ7K8/s72-c/IMG_7807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5872097935665851218</id><published>2009-02-19T10:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:59:11.781Z</updated><title type='text'>DUI on lawnmower</title><content type='html'>Watch this... it is just toooooooo funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://biggeekdaddy.com/humorpages/Misc/lawnmowerDUItaserarrest.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5872097935665851218?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5872097935665851218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5872097935665851218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5872097935665851218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5872097935665851218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2009/02/dui-on-lawnmower.html' title='DUI on lawnmower'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1369164730976316222</id><published>2009-02-10T18:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:39:18.641Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... a little update.&lt;br /&gt;Its frakin freezing here in Akureyri. LITERALLY. And the worst part is that I think I am the worlds worst window scraper when it comes to my frozen car windows. For some reason, even though I push and scrape and blow and scrape, the damn frost will not get off my window. This morning/late morning (because this little lady didn´t have class this morning) I almost gave up and sat in the car to wait for my car to just defrost... but then I realized I was already late for a meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Years resolution on not being late (haha pun intended) is going so-so. Well, the thing is, I am not late... my watch is. I swear, it runs slow! At least I think it does and I think I was able to prove so today. I´ll have to check it out and get it confirmed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Berlin on the 20th of feb!!! WHOOT WHOOT! I cannot wait! The good times sure are a killing me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1369164730976316222?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1369164730976316222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1369164730976316222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1369164730976316222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1369164730976316222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8443904436144267651</id><published>2009-02-04T21:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:10:57.049Z</updated><title type='text'>Trixy and Ástrós bff :)</title><content type='html'>My little Trixy just loves this little girl to pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO PIECES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so thankful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SYoEGhejthI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m9SLfJSjpXg/s1600-h/IMG_7256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SYoEGhejthI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m9SLfJSjpXg/s320/IMG_7256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299052421667075602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8443904436144267651?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8443904436144267651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8443904436144267651&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8443904436144267651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8443904436144267651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2009/02/trixy-and-astros-bff.html' title='Trixy and Ástrós bff :)'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SYoEGhejthI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m9SLfJSjpXg/s72-c/IMG_7256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1567577064639602552</id><published>2009-01-26T21:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:06:09.523Z</updated><title type='text'>My heat stricken dog...</title><content type='html'>I know that I should be studying right now, but my dog is in heat and she is driving me insane. She´s only quite when she is cuddling in my bed or somewhere where I do not want her to be because she is on her period. So, we meet each other half way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We negotiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get crafty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures will say all there is to say!  haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SX4lN4bUl0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e_mAL4-LCqk/s1600-h/IMG_7250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SX4lN4bUl0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e_mAL4-LCqk/s320/IMG_7250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711132249790274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SX4lWr5MpGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u5SYomjNR0k/s1600-h/IMG_7254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SX4lWr5MpGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u5SYomjNR0k/s320/IMG_7254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711283504260194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Victoria´s Secret undies!&lt;br /&gt;Now presenting: Victoria´s Secret doggie style clothe diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and peace to all,&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1567577064639602552?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1567577064639602552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1567577064639602552&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1567577064639602552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1567577064639602552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-heat-stricken-dog.html' title='My heat stricken dog...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SX4lN4bUl0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e_mAL4-LCqk/s72-c/IMG_7250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5047270992208884275</id><published>2008-12-02T11:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:23:47.590Z</updated><title type='text'>I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause</title><content type='html'>"I saw mommy kissing.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STUZ4K1GRrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SFmDVb7WTnQ/s1600-h/n1384963461_163286_4539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STUZ4K1GRrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SFmDVb7WTnQ/s320/n1384963461_163286_4539.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275150991304836786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Clause wearing very "in depth" woolen underwear"!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Múahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5047270992208884275?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5047270992208884275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5047270992208884275&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5047270992208884275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5047270992208884275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-saw-mommy-kissing-santa-clause.html' title='I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STUZ4K1GRrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SFmDVb7WTnQ/s72-c/n1384963461_163286_4539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7434232108969524346</id><published>2008-11-29T13:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:26:13.502Z</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STFBGM6ElOI/AAAAAAAAANs/VLNcrFMu8Ms/s1600-h/buyinprivate_2028_256584861.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STFBGM6ElOI/AAAAAAAAANs/VLNcrFMu8Ms/s320/buyinprivate_2028_256584861.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274068213427377378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is my two-person underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7434232108969524346?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7434232108969524346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7434232108969524346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7434232108969524346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7434232108969524346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/STFBGM6ElOI/AAAAAAAAANs/VLNcrFMu8Ms/s72-c/buyinprivate_2028_256584861.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7751264981629185309</id><published>2008-11-12T21:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:11:24.015Z</updated><title type='text'>Sorry guys...</title><content type='html'>My computer crashed. &lt;br /&gt;I don´t want to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I´ll be so upset if all my pictures are lost and destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;I´m finishing my good governance, accountability and transparency course on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I have a 10 day break after Friday.&lt;br /&gt;What to do what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7751264981629185309?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7751264981629185309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7751264981629185309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7751264981629185309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7751264981629185309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry guys...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4869262931099497545</id><published>2008-10-27T23:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:49:13.460Z</updated><title type='text'>pointless information... yes!</title><content type='html'>Quick post - quick post!&lt;br /&gt;There´s a whole lot of snow here in Akureyri! It´s kinda fun but it seriously just keeps on snowing and snowing and snowing. Typical though, as I write this it is not snowing. However, the there is a lot of snow and I´m very grateful that a certain someone changed my tires for me! &lt;br /&gt;My parents want me to come home for a bit in December! I won´t say no to that! Hafrún and co. said they could puppy-sit my little love-ball. Hopefully I can leave the 7th but there may be some conflict with school. I have to get that sorted.... yesterday I think my dad said. Welp. &lt;br /&gt;I have started to light candles every evening. Its just so peaceful having them flicker in my windowsill. &lt;br /&gt;I have also started to contemplate whether I should move to the States in May. Maybe try to find a job, maybe try to find some internship, maybe just hang out in Key West (yea right... the farthest I would get is Jamestown Beach). Contemplating, contemplating, contemplating.&lt;br /&gt;I cut my nail yesterday! Ekkkk... I´m lucky I didn´t cut off the tip of my left pointer-finger. Knives are dangerous. I didn´t have a band-aid so I wrapped toilet paper and used scotch tape. Worked like a charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp.... this is called pointless information... hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4869262931099497545?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4869262931099497545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4869262931099497545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4869262931099497545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4869262931099497545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/pointless-information-yes.html' title='pointless information... yes!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8609308549318336135</id><published>2008-10-13T14:56:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:48:04.614Z</updated><title type='text'>surprises, cakes and 2 girls...</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I need a maid. Yes, a woman or man who would come to my little apartment and clean it... maybe once a week. That would be nice. VERRRRY nice. So yes, I have been cleaning my apartment today. I felt so dirty after having been in Sara´s spanking clean apartment yesterday that I just felt that I couldn´t be a lesser woman and have a messy apartment. So I´ve been cleaning. Not studying, but cleaning. The priority list is... psh what priority list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I bust my ass, Trixy sits in the couch, on top of all the cushions like a little princess sleeping. I think I should have named her Garfield. That´s another story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a little weekend tell-all. Sara and I went to a birthday party on Friday. Jaime, a Spaniard working here and lives in Útsteinn (student housing) was having a birthday party and Sara and I were invited. The interesting part was that we didn´t even know who Jaime was, how old he was or what in the world he was doing in Iceland. But, we were invited, and like two courteous girls, we accepted the invitation. When one is invited to a birthday party, one should bring a present. We are poor and didn´t know Jaime and therefore didn´t have a clue what he would like for his birthday. So what do the two geniuses do...? We built a cake. A chocolate Betty C cake and decorated it with gummies! NAMMI NAMMI. It was beautiful. So, having spent like 4 hours on the cake, we decided to get ready for the surprise birthday party. It was suppose to start at 22:00 sharp. I think we arrived at 11:30 sharp. Blame it on the titans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast and below are some pictures to confirm that.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cutie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNmWn8EHKI/AAAAAAAAANE/d7hnUm8KYls/s1600-h/IMG_6306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNmWn8EHKI/AAAAAAAAANE/d7hnUm8KYls/s320/IMG_6306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256657728935566498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We built a cake... a beauty... we didn´t know how old he was but we knew he was twenty something so we put 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNnjIIS55I/AAAAAAAAANM/LFug6fc7ytQ/s1600-h/IMG_6312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNnjIIS55I/AAAAAAAAANM/LFug6fc7ytQ/s320/IMG_6312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659043246860178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were veeeeerrrrryyyyyy proud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNo0g9xVnI/AAAAAAAAANU/hCpHQ4pLgqk/s1600-h/IMG_6310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNo0g9xVnI/AAAAAAAAANU/hCpHQ4pLgqk/s320/IMG_6310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660441483007602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course very cool while walking to Útsteinn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNrid5GoBI/AAAAAAAAANc/9hZwPnkhZqw/s1600-h/IMG_6315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNrid5GoBI/AAAAAAAAANc/9hZwPnkhZqw/s320/IMG_6315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256663429955362834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh so excited for the BIRTHDAY PARTY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNtXULmetI/AAAAAAAAANk/oxsCclKHEyQ/s1600-h/IMG_6316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNtXULmetI/AAAAAAAAANk/oxsCclKHEyQ/s320/IMG_6316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256665437393287890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8609308549318336135?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8609308549318336135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8609308549318336135&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8609308549318336135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8609308549318336135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-decided-that-i-need-maid.html' title='surprises, cakes and 2 girls...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SPNmWn8EHKI/AAAAAAAAANE/d7hnUm8KYls/s72-c/IMG_6306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2618913456526937770</id><published>2008-10-11T13:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:33:19.694Z</updated><title type='text'>Perez Hilton talks about Icelands financial situation...</title><content type='html'>taken from www.perezhilton.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fighting Over Finance&lt;br /&gt;Filed under: Anglophilia &gt; Politik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/wenn19145252__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/wenn19145252__oPt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we mentioned on Wednesday, things were looking pretty bad for Iceland when the U.K. threatened to sue the country over lost deposits held by 300,000 Brits in Icelandic banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, British treasury officials started to fly out to Reykjavik for emergency discussions now that U.K. Prime Minister Gordon Brown has declared diplomatic war on Iceland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the collapse of three Icelandic banks is even greater than the $1 billion known to be at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as of yesterday, Brown has launched an attack against Iceland for their 'illegal' refusal to pay back the billions it owes to British investors after their banks failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown used "anti-terrorism powers to freeze Icelandic assets as fears grew that vast sums of British cash could be lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many private companies, charities, town halls, and more have lost about $27 billion in Iceland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many are fearing that Iceland is now pretty much a bankrupt state and owes their investors over $47 billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown said, "We are freezing the assets of Icelandic companies in the UK where we can. We will take further action against Icelandic authorities wherever necessary to recover the money. I don't apologise for it. This is a very unusual situation, where a country has effectively defaulted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Iceland, its prime minister, Geir Haarde said he was disappointed with the lack of assistance he's received from Western countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm, hello! No one wants to be friends with a country that takes your money and won't return it. No one except for crazy Russia, which has even offered Iceland a $5 billion loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With times as bad as they are, we need to be careful where we put our money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2618913456526937770?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2618913456526937770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2618913456526937770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2618913456526937770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2618913456526937770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/perez-hilton-talks-about-icelands.html' title='Perez Hilton talks about Icelands financial situation...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2039340553277398885</id><published>2008-10-10T15:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:25:06.562Z</updated><title type='text'>Iceland where art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00412/Cartoon_412554a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00412/Cartoon_412554a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mr. Gordon Brown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the site: http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/cartoon/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2039340553277398885?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2039340553277398885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2039340553277398885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2039340553277398885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2039340553277398885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/iceland-where-art-thou.html' title='Iceland where art thou?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4836506305654903737</id><published>2008-10-10T11:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:29:00.208Z</updated><title type='text'>Sara´s Christmas present</title><content type='html'>I go to class on Tuesdays and Fridays. If it wasn´t for Trixy I would be in bed until ~12:00 every day. Instead she wakes me up at 9:00 if not 8:00. I don´t even use an alarmclock anymore. Sara has trouble waking up in the mornings and I call her when I wake up. I told her to get a dog. She said no. Someone else told her to get a kid. She said NO. Maybe she needs Arnis "worlds loudest alarm clock". I think I always woke up before the alarm rang after hearing the ring on that thing. Good Christmas present, eh? Sara, you´re in for some good mornings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SO88Zq8kRNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BnUezhg76V8/s1600-h/IMG_6242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SO88Zq8kRNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BnUezhg76V8/s320/IMG_6242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255485701887378642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever so considerate... &lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4836506305654903737?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4836506305654903737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4836506305654903737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4836506305654903737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4836506305654903737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/saras-christmas-present.html' title='Sara´s Christmas present'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SO88Zq8kRNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BnUezhg76V8/s72-c/IMG_6242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-9219111840495431504</id><published>2008-10-09T13:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:26:25.291Z</updated><title type='text'>October bust</title><content type='html'>Things sure are happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have no money&lt;br /&gt;2) The banks have no money&lt;br /&gt;3) I spent my money on a bike and new bed and I better start biking everywhere now and all idle time should be spent in bed &lt;br /&gt;4) Friends and lovers come and go&lt;br /&gt;5) Nature is fantastic and moves me&lt;br /&gt;6) Capitalism what??&lt;br /&gt;7) I have a cold&lt;br /&gt;8) and a headache... for days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things sure are happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-9219111840495431504?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/9219111840495431504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=9219111840495431504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/9219111840495431504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/9219111840495431504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-bust.html' title='October bust'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2579064396905057082</id><published>2008-09-24T17:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:49:06.121Z</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>So... a couple pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one describes Trixy a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SNp5JgqJrfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jKitfaapPDs/s1600-h/IMG_6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SNp5JgqJrfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jKitfaapPDs/s320/IMG_6003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249641519946247666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when it is windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SNp9H4K0cgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AebDYKqgjpI/s1600-h/IMG_6057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SNp9H4K0cgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AebDYKqgjpI/s320/IMG_6057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645889944056322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2579064396905057082?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2579064396905057082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2579064396905057082&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2579064396905057082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2579064396905057082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SNp5JgqJrfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jKitfaapPDs/s72-c/IMG_6003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-883733386288637532</id><published>2008-09-23T16:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:51:55.604Z</updated><title type='text'>blog... don´t study...</title><content type='html'>Howdie howdie!&lt;br /&gt;So... the ever so consistent blogger is at it again. So, the Polar Law study is going well, we have completed two courses, international environmental law being one of them. I was really looking forward to that course and it did not let me down. Very pleased with the teacher, very pleased with the material and very pleased with my classmates! What more can I ask for?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I am in Suðureyri and I will be here for several days. I will go back to Akureyri sometime in the beginning of October. It is always grand to see my grandparents, Bjarni, family and the beautiful fjörd. Everytime I take a walk I appreciate the nature more and more. I love this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... some interesting links that I would like people to look at: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.storyofstuff.com"&gt;This,&lt;/a&gt;  is a little movie clip about what happens to our... well... stuff after and before we buy it. What would happen if we would think twice before we buy e.g. food and other goods? Instead of buying chicken wrapped up in plastic and styrofoam, we would just take our tupperware to the grocery store and have them put the chicken in that. Why not? Same with vegetables that we buy... skip the little bag that we put them in and put them in some clothe bag. Now I´m not saying that I do these things... hopefully sometime in the near future I will do this... but what if we were encouraged to do this either by the government, some organization or group. Maybe this is done elsewhere but not in Iceland and I think we should stop our spending and materialistic ways and start doing the things that really make us happy. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2) Trixy pictures and some other pictures... taken straight from my Facebook album: &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=38&amp;l=e46cb&amp;id=336400001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;   and &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=41&amp;l=b4531&amp;id=336400001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I´m only going to give you all those two links. Hopefully I´ll blog consistently so that you all will actually have fun when you drop by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-STOP TRASHING AND RECYCLE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-883733386288637532?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/883733386288637532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=883733386288637532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/883733386288637532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/883733386288637532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-dont-study.html' title='blog... don´t study...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8005797475258228568</id><published>2008-09-04T19:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:06:31.941Z</updated><title type='text'>Me and my blue bike...</title><content type='html'>So... I bought myself a bike yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Not the kind with a motor, but just a regular bike. I rode this bike to school and my ass hurt. They say it´s something you get used to and I guess they are right because people wouldn´t ride bikes if it was painful. So yea. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not much to say today. School is going fine... I think we´re supposed to have class on Saturday and Sunday or something like that... crazy. But this will all clear up tomorrow in class. Environmental Law and Climate Change... WOOHOOO! Now that´s something I look forward to. I bought the book online and mum brought it to Iceland for me... and yeah... I was and is HUGE. She had to switch suitcases in order to bring it to me, she had to check her bag in because she had two handbags, and she had to take the book out of the bag when flying to Akureyri so that it could fit in the overhead compartment. So yea... I better read the hell out of that book! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixy is doing fine. She´s kinda dirty at the moment and needs a bath. Anyone want to come over? ;) She´s always the same cute little asshole (hahahahahahaha that doesn´t translate right... rassgat) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I´m not going to ramble on about nada... but here´s a picture of me and my new best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SMA_owou55I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UHd8kJPCcGM/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SMA_owou55I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UHd8kJPCcGM/s320/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242259935742322578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8005797475258228568?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8005797475258228568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8005797475258228568&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8005797475258228568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8005797475258228568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-and-my-blue-bike.html' title='Me and my blue bike...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SMA_owou55I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UHd8kJPCcGM/s72-c/Photo+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3491263396948085392</id><published>2008-09-02T12:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:00:01.469Z</updated><title type='text'>It´s September the 2nd!!</title><content type='html'>Well well well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in the time of Hildur. As many of you know, I am very very very slow when it comes to just about everything. I take a long time to eat, I take a long time in the shower, I take a long time to get ready and put my make-up on and I take a long time to get started. Why am I saying this? Well, so that you who read this and know me don´t get all pissy when I´m late or don´t blog for a while and yadayada... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took my little little baby doggy to the vet yesterday to get her shots. She did such a good job and didn´t even twitch when she got the shot. My little nibbler just had to have a bone in front of her and then she´s OUT IN HER OWN WORLD. However, while we were waiting for the vet we met some other dogs. One was a mix of an icelandic sheephearding dog and a border collie who was having a nervous breakdown and shedding all his hair. I think I was coughing hairballs the entire night on a 3 minute interval while taking my inhaler in between hairball coughing. Trixy had a love/hate relationship with this dog. On the one hand, she crawled in between my legs while he tried to sniff her, on the other hand she laid down on her back and tried to have him lick her in places where the sun don´t see. I think she´s bipolar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She´s really cute but still has some accidents inside. Like every article I read on the internet says, I should role  up a newspaper and whack myself on the head. I have just about finished all the free newspapers that my building gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjarni has been here for the past week... left yesterday. Great having him here! Mum visited on Sunday and was here for about six hours. ;) She got to see Trixy and I think she´ll be getting a puppy sometime this next year. HAVE FUN DAD!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH... before I forget... mum bought Trixy a pink little coat! My little puppy has a pink little coat! Now she has a pink coat, a blue Hanson jacket and a red raincoat!! What a fashionable dog, eh?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SL04jPSX5cI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G91008SZPl4/s1600-h/IMG_5829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SL04jPSX5cI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G91008SZPl4/s320/IMG_5829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241407719379297730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3491263396948085392?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3491263396948085392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3491263396948085392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3491263396948085392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3491263396948085392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-september-2nd.html' title='It´s September the 2nd!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SL04jPSX5cI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G91008SZPl4/s72-c/IMG_5829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2516713680594619110</id><published>2008-08-20T09:39:00.016Z</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:03:16.707Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello Akureyri</title><content type='html'>Well, the time has come and I must leave Suðureyri and go back to my lovely town of Akureyri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtCtrWnDI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ihbjMcupbrY/s1600-h/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtCtrWnDI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ihbjMcupbrY/s320/IMG_4835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236539622625287218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good memories here since January... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtbOKWr4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/gE8Jr7YW_aQ/s1600-h/IMG_4884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtbOKWr4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/gE8Jr7YW_aQ/s320/IMG_4884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540043662110594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjarni and I started dating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtuN3R25I/AAAAAAAAAHw/gR6W3UaBwo8/s1600-h/IMG_5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtuN3R25I/AAAAAAAAAHw/gR6W3UaBwo8/s320/IMG_5002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540369999616914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z8_4XmybI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxuPn803PCQ/s320/bíll+og+hilmar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z8_4XmybI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxuPn803PCQ/s320/bíll+og+hilmar.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My off-roading experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvuZ-Rw7DI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ApCgyBnDIUI/s1600-h/IMG_5194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvuZ-Rw7DI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ApCgyBnDIUI/s320/IMG_5194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236541121729981490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out, singing and dancing with my copper friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvwIv6xAyI/AAAAAAAAAII/RaE0SuOW8C4/s1600-h/IMG_5249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvwIv6xAyI/AAAAAAAAAII/RaE0SuOW8C4/s320/IMG_5249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236543024840901410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping the Gramps in the potato yard! (happened only once but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvw9pyyTYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zA3X2eWB6-o/s1600-h/IMG_5256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvw9pyyTYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zA3X2eWB6-o/s320/IMG_5256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236543933729885570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing silly men rowing in the ocean in fish tubs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvxhG7T8CI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kvNPkDgEFI4/s1600-h/IMG_5262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvxhG7T8CI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kvNPkDgEFI4/s320/IMG_5262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236544542845693986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing on the big ol Atlantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvxwFwNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0oW-mzZ3Plc/s1600-h/IMG_5298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvxwFwNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0oW-mzZ3Plc/s320/IMG_5298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236544800228714386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firshing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvyQ0HDAWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aB5uylK9Z_s/s1600-h/IMG_5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvyQ0HDAWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aB5uylK9Z_s/s320/IMG_5436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236545362428363106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landscape.... this is Vatnadalur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvyoTN8yRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HY5VzxWOEEY/s1600-h/IMG_5675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvyoTN8yRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HY5VzxWOEEY/s320/IMG_5675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236545765915805970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Aron, Bjarni´s son and me on our way back "home" when we went on a walk to Sunddalur... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvzOn_SEUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wzCVZxt3vA4/s1600-h/IMG_5802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvzOn_SEUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wzCVZxt3vA4/s320/IMG_5802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236546424326459714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating berries, well, just eating in general in Hálsakot... gram and gramps cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvzmL2vlKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1PKKMkU0mFw/s1600-h/IMG_5819_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvzmL2vlKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1PKKMkU0mFw/s320/IMG_5819_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236546829091312802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these two little guys... who were SOOOO excited to try on my hat. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKv4dgKPuwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OJlbVH8eNss/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKv4dgKPuwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OJlbVH8eNss/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552177481136898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my job and my friends there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2516713680594619110?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2516713680594619110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2516713680594619110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2516713680594619110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2516713680594619110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-akureyri.html' title='Hello Akureyri'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKvtCtrWnDI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ihbjMcupbrY/s72-c/IMG_4835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3409039824099916880</id><published>2008-08-13T09:57:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:59:08.897Z</updated><title type='text'>TRIXY HAS ARRIVED!!!</title><content type='html'>All right guys.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS THE MOST CUTEST THING YOU´VE EVER SEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKKw2k7UGRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PAPtAoQugIs/s1600-h/IMG_5751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKKw2k7UGRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PAPtAoQugIs/s320/IMG_5751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233940168629819666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I saw her for the first time at the breeders home. The breeder told me that she was a determined little puppy and didn´t let the other dogs boss her around. I asked her if she wasn´t then just aggressive, but she said nope! Just a puppy who knows what she wants! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK5o83pvvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i222Id7lmzM/s1600-h/IMG_5757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK5o83pvvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i222Id7lmzM/s320/IMG_5757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233949830143393522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixy had a big weekend in front of her and would see half of Iceland when she was only 8 weeks old because I had to go to Akureyri to move into my apartment. So... we went from Reykjavík (where we picked her up) to Akureyri and from Akureyri to Suðureyri all in 3 days. Now, either she will LOVE the car.. or absolutely HATE it. I´m hoping it will be the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK7MoOFGWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7_XllZ9ruFQ/s1600-h/IMG_5790+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK7MoOFGWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7_XllZ9ruFQ/s320/IMG_5790+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233951542587234658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we must remember.... she´s TINY!! This is her and Zoldan, Einar´s golden retriever. She didn´t like him sniffing at her every second of every second, so she tried to nibble his nose a little bit to try to make him get the picture. It didn´t work. She crawled under my legs, the table, wherever she could go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK9hfFfaMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lLhLsmfl5l8/s1600-h/IMG_5786+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKK9hfFfaMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lLhLsmfl5l8/s320/IMG_5786+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233954099935799490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixy and Sallý however... are BEST FRIENDS. Who would´ve thought, a rat and a mouse get on together like THIS II! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... If I become one of those people who doesn´t talk about anything but her dog, then please STOP ME. Thank you ;) But she is adorable and I´m so glad to have finally gotten her! Who knows, maybe I´ll start blogging again because of her ;) You never know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;-Hse- and TRIXY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3409039824099916880?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3409039824099916880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3409039824099916880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3409039824099916880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3409039824099916880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/08/trixy-has-arrived.html' title='TRIXY HAS ARRIVED!!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/SKKw2k7UGRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PAPtAoQugIs/s72-c/IMG_5751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4338154353265269285</id><published>2008-07-22T09:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:58:25.227Z</updated><title type='text'>A little input</title><content type='html'>This site is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.reykjaviklooks.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a link to the site here on the right side of my page. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;br /&gt;I´m starting to want to blog again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4338154353265269285?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4338154353265269285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4338154353265269285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4338154353265269285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4338154353265269285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-input.html' title='A little input'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6969968988533371928</id><published>2008-06-03T03:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:51:53.069Z</updated><title type='text'>JUNE ALREADY??</title><content type='html'>WOW... ok sorry. I have been incredibly blog-lazy these past several months and I  have not had any desire to blog. Sometimes there´s just not that much to say. Well, I usually have tons of things to say... but whether I really want the whole world to know about all the pointless information/non-information aka ramble that I think about and comes out of my mouth... it is probably not wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened lately? Well, an Icelandic national holiday was on Sunday. The day of the fisherman. Actually, I have no clue how it is translated but lets just call it that. Considering how many fisherman there are here in the "northern-westfjords" I was quite surprised how easy and calm the weekend was. (Yes, I was working) BUTTTT... the people here in Suðureyri know how to party and they did so. And did it well with a country/cowboy themed evening. That was Saturday night. Then on Sunday the towns-people went to the harbour and played some games and had fun. Those who decided to go all out were still drinking at 16:00 on Sunday. As I said, the people in Suðureyri know how to party well. I dragged my fisherman to the harbour, then to drink coffee at grams and gramps´ house, and then he took me (along with many other people) sailing for about an hour and a half. It was really nice. I´ll have to post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Bjarni and I went fishing. What fun things we can do in Suðureyri. He caught a haddock about &lt;--------------------&gt; this big... I caught a haddock about &lt;---&gt; this big. All in all they were very little and we threw them back in the ocean and asked them to send us their great grandfather (hence a larger fish). That didn´t happen, but it was worth a try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is in 11 days. Then I turn 23 years old. All presents should be sent via mail, not pigeon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6969968988533371928?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6969968988533371928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6969968988533371928&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6969968988533371928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6969968988533371928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-already.html' title='JUNE ALREADY??'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-9220200253798900745</id><published>2008-05-11T03:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-11T03:53:39.401Z</updated><title type='text'>MAy day</title><content type='html'>Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s May already. Whoa Nelly!!! Time sure does fly! I cannot believe that I´ve been working for 5 months already, been school-less for 5 months, haven´t seen my Williamsburg girlies in 5 months, haven´t seen my Akureyri girlies in oh... 6 months... I also cannot believe that Sólveig Fríða and Stína are still living in the wild world of Europe and I cannot just go to Reykjavík to see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Reykjavík two weekends ago and I really didn´t know what to do with myself there. Of course I had a blast seeing Friðdóra, Örn and the twins, and seeing my parents (although my pissy mood got the best of me... oops)... I really didn´t know who or what to see. I tried to go shopping and ended up buying running shoes but that´s really it. A bit strange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am still looking for an apartment in Akureyri, one that is dog-friendly. My dad doesn´t understand what dog-buying nonsense has gotten into me, my mams completely understands, I think it makes complete sense, Bjarni thinks that it is a waste of money. Sometimes a little puppy is just the bundle of joy that makes your day. Yippý skippý!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I´m rambling on... hope to hear from some of you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-9220200253798900745?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/9220200253798900745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=9220200253798900745&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/9220200253798900745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/9220200253798900745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-day.html' title='MAy day'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2942739932115502604</id><published>2008-04-20T12:55:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:21:47.218Z</updated><title type='text'>Male chauvenistic pigs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/hil__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/hil__oPt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture on the internet, um... well actually on perezhilton.com (where I get my gossip), and I couldn´t help but get a little bit pissed. Maybe I´m a bore and don´t get good humour, but I don´t understand why Hillary Clinton needs to be depicted so rediculously, a woman wearing a nice dress clothes and BAM POW KAPLUNG these huge ass breasts knock your eyes out! Finally when there is a strong and determined female putting herself out there and running for office in the "land of the free", the "land of dreams" and the "boiling pot" of world, people find the need to belittle her and put some huge ass boobs on her to make sure people what... know that she is a woman? Do toys of men politicians have extremely large packages, aka penises and balls, so that we can be 100% sure that that toy is supposed to be a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don´t get me wrong... I love being a woman, I love having breasts and love my femininity... but do toymakers (I guess these are "adult" toy makers... in the non-XXX way) seriously think that by throwing a pair of huge boobs on a toy Hillary Clinton is the only way in which people will realize that the toy is her? If so, the makers of the toy are doing a terrible job and need an imagination that sees women as something else than just breasts. ERRRRRR!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feminist has just about had enough male chauvenism! Please have in mind that I am not talking about all men... I am not bashing every guy out there... I´m not necessarily ridiculing guys, just people, men and/or women who have a need to label other people e.g. by sex, color, occupation etc. The point with this article is this: People are people regardless of their gender. We can all learn a little something from each other, after all, we are not perfect. We are also not all the same because if we were, we would be robots and dull and borring. Instead of bashing each other for being different, lets try to learn something new that we didn´t know before and try to use each others strengths to get us farther in life. Let us just be civilized, understanding, respectful and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean after all... THE YEAR IS 2008!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao,&lt;br /&gt;-the ever so annoyed feminist-&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2942739932115502604?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2942739932115502604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2942739932115502604&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2942739932115502604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2942739932115502604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/04/male-chauvenistic-pigs.html' title='Male chauvenistic pigs...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6493540281387677040</id><published>2008-04-09T17:13:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:47:26.586Z</updated><title type='text'>picture post!</title><content type='html'>This blog entry is going to be a so-called picture post. A picture will appear below, along with a small text describing the beautiful picture. Always fun to do something different, besides, I owe some people some pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUCKLE YOUR SEATBELTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z8_4XmybI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxuPn803PCQ/s1600-h/b%C3%ADll+og+hilmar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z8_4XmybI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxuPn803PCQ/s320/b%C3%ADll+og+hilmar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187299045217323442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wake my dad, my uncle and Arnthor to get my car back on the road. Some individuals were more concerned about the status of the car rather than the status of their daughter.... cough cough. I guess he could just "see" that I was all right. But... these brave men saved my day!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z9_oXmycI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HGJVIS8Lo8Y/s1600-h/b%C3%ADll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z9_oXmycI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HGJVIS8Lo8Y/s320/b%C3%ADll.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187300140433983938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that that slant is approximately 45%!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z-wIXmydI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PDcX5oSS0pQ/s1600-h/Sall%C3%BD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z-wIXmydI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PDcX5oSS0pQ/s320/Sall%C3%BD.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187300973657639378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sallý. She´s the bitch that got to hang out in my bed. Not many dogs are special enough to chillz in my bed ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z_gYXmyeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Q1n0ISLyUgY/s1600-h/flott.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z_gYXmyeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Q1n0ISLyUgY/s320/flott.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187301802586327522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landscape here in Suðureyri is beautiful!! This picture is taken on one of my walks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_0AfIXmyfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MVdiXzhuXus/s1600-h/paps+flottur.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_0AfIXmyfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MVdiXzhuXus/s320/paps+flottur.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187302880623118834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my handsome father who is in Brazil as we speak with the little one, Einar. Sure hope they are having fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that´s all for now! Hope to hear from you all... some of you.... anyone... ;) You guys are so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6493540281387677040?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6493540281387677040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6493540281387677040&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6493540281387677040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6493540281387677040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/04/picture-post.html' title='picture post!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R_z8_4XmybI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxuPn803PCQ/s72-c/b%C3%ADll+og+hilmar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6870195073245674016</id><published>2008-04-04T06:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:39:45.547Z</updated><title type='text'>Howdelídódellí</title><content type='html'>Quick post... quick post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the first thing on my mind... I´m thinking about buying a Yorkie! The wee puppy would be ready maybe in August... born in June! OH WOW!!! That means that I would have to stay in a dog friendly apartment in Akureyri. Would that be so hard to find? We shall see. But yea, I´m definitly thinking about getting a puppy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two on my mind: I´m lazy. It has been a while since I´ve gone to the gym and I don´t like it. I feel like a blob. Like gak (the nickelodian goo that only USA kids would know about). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number three... I can´t believe I haven´t posted this on my blog yet... but my dearest friend Anna is getting married after a year or so!!! 2009!!! CONGRATS BABES! I´m going to have to find a super fun picture of you and post it in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: Taxes get me nervous! I was "doing" my taxes on Monday/Tuesday and I nearly had a nervous breakdown.... nothing serious, just some unnecessary panicing going on. Oh the way I lose it sometimes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five-er-ínó: I wouldn´t mind some sun. Sun sun sun here we come. Hmm... which gets me to thinking... in the Beatles song "here comes the sun" why does it say "sun sun sun here WE come..." Why do the people have to go to the sun rather than the sun come to them. I mean, who the hell goes to the sun, unless they are talking about going to Jamaica or something where they are actually following or traveling somewhere nice and warm and sunny to be able to be in the sun. I mean, the guys are from Liverpool. I will draw the conclusion that the weather in Liverpool is like the weather in London = RAIN AND FOG, and then I guess I would understand that line in the song. BUT if it were my song, I would most likely have the line be "sun, sun, sun here we travel around the world in order to go to the tropics and have your light shine on us because it does not do so in Liverpool." -Just a thought.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poster.net/sun-sandra/sun-sandra-beach-evening-4100455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.poster.net/sun-sandra/sun-sandra-beach-evening-4100455.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6870195073245674016?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6870195073245674016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6870195073245674016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6870195073245674016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6870195073245674016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/04/howdelddell.html' title='Howdelídódellí'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1039023260429764088</id><published>2008-03-24T16:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T16:22:24.228Z</updated><title type='text'>my job description</title><content type='html'>I found this on some AOL page. This is supposed to tell me what kind of job I´m supposed to have. The name of the article was "hot jobs for your horoscope"... I wonder if all gemini´s are like this? I think this horoscope is telling me to try to make it in ceramics. Hildur the clay molder. What do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini (May 21-June 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your traits: enthusiastic, communicative, optimistic and intellectually curious. You are full of passion and energy, and have a voracious appetite for new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatible Jobs: Since you crave intellectual stimulation, look for jobs that allow you to continually learn new things. Consider a career in academia, research, investigative journalism or fields that require travel. Geminis are often good with their hands, and therefore might consider working in construction or carpentry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famously successful Geminis: John F. Kennedy, Henry Kissinger, Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1039023260429764088?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1039023260429764088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1039023260429764088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1039023260429764088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1039023260429764088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-job-description.html' title='my job description'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1360559021699530103</id><published>2008-03-24T08:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:57:50.348Z</updated><title type='text'>Sooooooorrryyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>Oh what happened to my enthusiastic writing abilities? Well, sometimes I just don’t have much to say, sometimes I’m lazy and don’t want to write, sometimes I just don’t feel like it. But like right now, when I start, I can’t stop... I just need to write more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... sorry for not writing... it happens to the best of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter, Easter, Easter. Yes, this was the big Easter weekend and this little lady was working. Day shift. Soooooo... worked a lot, slept very little, ate tons of candy and tried to make the best of it. Was I successful?? Ehhhh... no comment. But yes, here are some notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rock festival “Aldrei fór ég suður” was on Friday and Saturday... went fairly well although I only saw 2 bands play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One pick-up truck ended up in the ocean... no one got hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bb.is/lisalib/getfile.aspx?itemid=53018"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bb.is/lisalib/getfile.aspx?itemid=53018" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got two Easter eggs... one from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked my car keys/ house keys in the house this morning on my way to work, had to call my uncle, wake him up and run up the hill to get the spare-keys. Not good. This was at 6:30 a.m. The day after Easter is a holiday here so… um… yea… woke him up damn early. Then he drove me down the hill and I was happy. Got to work a tad bit late but nothing to cry over… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh… something I was always going to tell you all about… I had a little car mishap several weeks ago where my car had a mind of its own and wanted to go a little off-roading. So, the Sizzler and I ended up sliding off the road coming home from work and got stuck. Stuck stuck stuck. It took 2 cars to drag me up. I am going to have to post some pictures in the near future. Be patient. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… This is it for now… Hope everyone had a great Easter and ate a lot of candy. I did. Múahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1360559021699530103?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1360559021699530103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1360559021699530103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1360559021699530103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1360559021699530103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/03/sooooooorrryyyyyy.html' title='Sooooooorrryyyyyy!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4533518290818148733</id><published>2008-02-24T14:45:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:11:08.726Z</updated><title type='text'>What color is YOUR aura??</title><content type='html'>So the other day I went to the witch store (which store? THE WITCH STORE!) here in Ísafjörður. There they have all kinds of fortune telling books, how to read tarot cards, inscense etc. and then one book caught my eye, Aura reading for beginners. I picked it up, read the back of the cover, took it to the cash register and bought it. So... Lilja my aunt and myself will be reading everyones auras in a few weeks. If you don´t want us to know how you feel... then avoid us. Wait, NO DON´T! There´s not that many people around here who I hang out with... so please don´t avoid me, just tell me not to read your aura! PLEASE DON´T LEAVE ME GUYS! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... other news. I was thinking about going to Reykjavík tomorrow but I think that idea is dead due to the fact that the "old boys" police soccer team is competing on Friday and Saturday and I´ll probably have to work on Friday. We shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s snowing. I don´t know if that´s news to anyone... but... it´s still snowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... more news! My partner´s leaving me. Yes, he´s off to Sheep River Hook. Not good... not good. Some blame my bad jokes, my singing and my hyperactivity. I don´t. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that´s it for now. I have noticed that NO ONE comments on my blog anymore, I´m most likely to blame since I went many weeks without blogging. BUT IF YOU READ THIS, I really wouldn´t mind a comment or two (not two from the same person... that would just be crazy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!!&lt;br /&gt;(a picture of me and my cutie!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R8GHcihMjLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UDoAK06sumQ/s1600-h/H+OG+T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R8GHcihMjLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UDoAK06sumQ/s320/H+OG+T.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170562771570166962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4533518290818148733?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4533518290818148733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4533518290818148733&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4533518290818148733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4533518290818148733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-color-is-your-aura.html' title='What color is YOUR aura??'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R8GHcihMjLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UDoAK06sumQ/s72-c/H+OG+T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-88033703984810776</id><published>2008-02-15T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:35:43.978Z</updated><title type='text'>just a little input</title><content type='html'>Yet again, we have a school shooting in the US. This time the state of choice was Illinois. The lucky state of Illinois was pulled out of the candy bag and stuck in the spoiled child’s mouth and chewed and chewed and chewed. It’s only a matter of time until all the states are going to be in the spoiled fat child’s mouth, all shaken and devastated because of the spoiled child who wants and asks for more and more and more. Now who is this spoiled child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child could be the government of the USA. The government that stands firm on the idea and its decision that gun control is bullocks. That according to the second amendment in the Bill of Rights of the United States written in 1791, let me say again… THE YEAR 1791… people have the right to bear arms in the United States of America. And by God, we do not dare amend that amendment because then the red neck, hillbillies, gangsters, hoodlums, terror stricken people that feel obliged to keep a gun in their nightstand to “keep out” the people who have guns, might object. BUT DO TELL ME….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of impact would gun restrictions have on these situations? If people would have to fulfill greater qualifications in order to obtain a gun, what kind of impact would that have? Why is it that John Smith, who has mental health problems, can go out to his local gun store and buy a gun? Buy a gun and not have any training or have to take any course in order to get a gun license? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in awe. I am pro gun restriction. Get rid of the bloody gun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HSE-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-88033703984810776?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/88033703984810776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=88033703984810776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/88033703984810776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/88033703984810776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-little-input.html' title='just a little input'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4375904709969457952</id><published>2008-02-02T01:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:35:13.899Z</updated><title type='text'>Hildur... can now phone home</title><content type='html'>My phone is not lost... despite prior announcements! I found it in a pile of snow. Must have fallen out of my car, aka I dropped it, when I was getting out of it last night. I found it this morning and I am very happy and relieved! So guys, you no longer have an excuse to not call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OWNED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. no news on the pictures... I suck)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4375904709969457952?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4375904709969457952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4375904709969457952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4375904709969457952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4375904709969457952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/02/hildur-can-now-phone-home.html' title='Hildur... can now phone home'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-791908346950991075</id><published>2008-01-25T12:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:00:39.869Z</updated><title type='text'>I´m back!</title><content type='html'>I guess it is time to jot a couple things down... eh? &lt;br /&gt;So, my loooooong winter break was fantastic! I did nothing. I drank beer, hung out with the boys club and did &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;. Oh so chilled and I loved it! Loved loved LOVED it! Thanks guys! I also got to see Lindsay and Nolan and I swear to God we are talking about such a cute little family! He pissed on my bed... but I do not care... he is so cute!  ;) Best of wishes to Lindsay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am back on the klake... Suðureyrar city. It is going well. I´m working a lot and loving not having to study and be stressed every single day! A total 180 from how it was before. The "simple life" can be good! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friðdóra and Örn had two baby girls! CONGRATULATIONS! I cannot wait to go to Reykjavík to see them! That is the next thing on my to do list!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m going to a Þorrablót, an Icelandic holiday where we Icelanders eat sheep’s head, sour sheep balls, shark, dried fish and much much more! Doesn´t it sound spectacular? Anywho, this pagan holiday is on February 2 in Suðureyri. It´s going to be a blast! Cannot wait! All kinds of old traditional Icelandic food. Some find it nasty... but the nastiness of the food and the mood it creates makes it all the more fun! I´ll have to take pictures of the sour sheep balls for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I´ve just been hanging out... taking the dogs, Sally and Sóldán (pictures will come later), on great, mind easing walks. Oh the great outdoors. My best friends: dogs. Hildur the allergenic girl and the dogs. What a match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I will post again soon... hopefully! Pictures will be coming in soon... Although I have been saying that for about a month now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-791908346950991075?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/791908346950991075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=791908346950991075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/791908346950991075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/791908346950991075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title='I´m back!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1419881072645961000</id><published>2007-11-20T17:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:04:38.440Z</updated><title type='text'>one day I'll fly away</title><content type='html'>As I am writing this I’m either floating over Boston, New York (because I am soooo fancy) or some very unimportant town/village/burg, waiting for the stewardess to answer my call. I either want a beer, a cup of coffee or water. She does not want to answer my call, has not answered my call for the past hour, and if I push and push and push, pretend to be choking and fall down in the middle of the aisle, I don´t think she´ll answer me! Ok, a little dramatic, but you catch my flow. Maybe if Í decide to only drink water or coffee she will come answer my call. Please lady, I am soooooo bored here. And what do I do in my boredom? I blog… Hildur Blog! (hey, if you say that like the MC Hammer song, “what time is it? Hammer time” but rather “I blog” for “what time is it” (just say bloooooooog to try to fill in the extra time) and then “Hildur Blog” for “Hammer time”. I AM SOOOOOO COOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am pretty excited to get home! Cannot wait to finally “get there”. Making my way to BWI isn’t the headache, it’s getting to the diiiirty burg, aka Williamsburg, that is the pain in the ass due to… TRAFFIC. Yes, the reason I live in Akureyri is to avoid the time eating monster called Traffic every…. single… day. We don´t have that problem in good old Akureyri. I would jump out of my car like it was a hot potato if I were stuck in traffic there…  park it, jump out of it and walk to point X. In Akureyri the only traffic I wind up in is the parking lot by the school, trying to worm my way in and out of rows because people don´t know how to park. Háskóla-menntað folk kann ekki að leggja. (I won´t translate that.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaddíyaddíyaddíyaddí…. How could I have forgotten something to read?!?! I hate it when I do that! AHHHH! And they were showing HAIRSPRAY on the plane. Shoot me. Ikkk, íkkkss, achhhh, úúúúhhhhh.  The stewardess was playing charades a while ago, actually trying to act a bottle of liquor. Nobody understood what she was trying to say, and I told her she must be terrible in Actionary. Maybe that’s why she’s not answering me. Damn you lady! I PROMISE TO ORDER COFFEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… my weekend in Reykjavík was good. I met up with Sara of course and also my cousin Sólveig Kristín. She decided to misuse and abuse my poor cell phone while flirting with med-students left and right. I actually had to knock a few off her (cough cough… hahaha). BUT that was not all, no no, Sólveig was working it that night… the little lady was a busy little bee… she had a whole group of guys from England (?) crawling all over her and I do believe she was able to hook one from France also. She was on fire. And I got to play in the ashes! CINDERELLA! CINDERELLA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am gonna miss my Akureyri to bits! HUGS AND KISSES TO ALL MY LITTLE AKUREYRINGA! You know who you are… yes you do…. yes you do my pretties ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stewardess finally decided to answer my call and brought me a cup of coffee. I rang my little button like a billion times but only did she notice that the red button was turned on when I had already ordered my coffee. Now she thinks I’m rude, making fun of her Actionary skills and impatient. She probably spit in my coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R0MkR3h7RSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7BvDXEB_Yvs/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R0MkR3h7RSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7BvDXEB_Yvs/s320/Photo+21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134987889515119906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the americano-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1419881072645961000?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1419881072645961000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1419881072645961000&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1419881072645961000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1419881072645961000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-day-ill-fly-away.html' title='one day I&apos;ll fly away'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/R0MkR3h7RSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7BvDXEB_Yvs/s72-c/Photo+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2983484870792498704</id><published>2007-11-18T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T00:06:43.379Z</updated><title type='text'>"And keep your eyes wide, the chance won´t come again..."</title><content type='html'>*&lt;br /&gt;And now comes the blog that everyone has been waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;The times they are a changing in the life of Hildur Sólveig. A new leaf has been turned and personally everything is upside down, inside out or a different color all in all. Which isn´t a strange feeling once I describe the events of last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday last week I decided, alone in my apartment, that I did not want to continue studying law. WOW. Now, I know many of you will think, "Hildur, it´s only 2 more years" and to my defense I will say "2 more years of self pity, unhappiness and going with the flow just to go with the flow...". I for one, am not like that and will choose happiness and a path with which I believe has a meaning for me. So the following day, Friday, I signed myself out of two courses and was therefore officially done with school. And now comes the but. BUT, I have not quit school all together. No, no, no, this little dove isn´t finished yet. Next fall I will study Polar Law at the &lt;a href="http://www.polarlaw.com"&gt;University of Akureyri&lt;/a&gt;. and get my ML (Masters in Law) in Polar Law, and then I will continue my battle to change the world. Yes, change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what will I do since I don´t have a purpose anymore, since I am no longer the law student that I have been for 3 1/2 years, now that I am no longer going to school every day and studying (or worrying about not studying) every breathing moment? I will do what every stable, clever, and well-rounded person does. MOVE TO THE WEST-FJORDS!! Hahahahaha! Yes ladies and gentlemen, the dove is turning into a swan and spreading her wings in the west-fjords. My beautiful home away from home away from home, or maybe just home away from home since I no longer live in Akureyri, but I think the 3 homes is more correct. Yaddíyaddí. Tomorrow or the next I will tell you all what profession I will have there. Those of you who know me can guess... or not, do as you please ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so, quitting (check), polar law (check), Suðureyri (check)... ah yes, I am going to the States tomorrow!!!! MY "HOME"!!!! I cannot wait. I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it! wíííííí!!! Sooooo, all in all, I think my "big news" is then all in the open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes are good. This is a huge change for me and I´m soooooo excited! Just had to put that in there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE- aka EsH (to continue the "change" theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"The times they are a-changing" -Bob Dylan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2983484870792498704?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2983484870792498704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2983484870792498704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2983484870792498704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2983484870792498704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-keep-your-eyes-wide-chance-wont.html' title='&quot;And keep your eyes wide, the chance won´t come again...&quot;'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3734841647580923825</id><published>2007-11-09T10:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:12:21.315Z</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE</title><content type='html'>I love happiness. I love spontaneity. I love laughing at myself after being a fool. I love decisions that I make that I know are right. I love epiphanies. I love the snow but only when it is white and not gray because then it is polluted. I love the earth. I love waking up on a cool sunny morning. I love uncontaminated nature. I love natural people. I love true friends. I love my family with its flaws. I love flaws because they help me learn and become a better person and they make the person unique.  I love uniqueness. I love the feeling after I exercise and my muscles ache. I love to smile, laugh and cry. I love disappointments because then I know things can only getter better. I love art. I love my guitar and the blisters I get when I try to make beautiful sounds. I love candlelight. I love playing with clay. I love water. I love making people happy. I love making people feel safe. I love being a best friend, sister, daughter, granddaughter and cousin. I love music. I love sleeping with my window open. I love learning all of life’s lessons. I love figuring out and going my own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being me. Being me, making decisions for me, caring for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to love.  I hope you love to love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3734841647580923825?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3734841647580923825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3734841647580923825&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3734841647580923825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3734841647580923825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love.html' title='I LOVE'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2911355555234537260</id><published>2007-10-30T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:51:51.222Z</updated><title type='text'>The homecoming</title><content type='html'>I have news... BIG news... my man Óli´s back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for those of you who thought I would be a spinster for life, I proved you wrong. My man has come home and it didn´t take too long. You will no longer see this sad and confused face, the face that´s been waiting and longing.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyedXhpinrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/10lQdarwoZ8/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyedXhpinrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/10lQdarwoZ8/s200/IMG_3673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127239728279756466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you don´t know Óli. Óli is a head. Only a head. I will tell you a story about Óli, one that touches the heart. You see, we are both x-swimmers and we met in Iceland, Sundhöll Reykjavíkur to be exact. I first spotted him when he was getting ready for a big event. He was getting ready to swim the 50 m. freestyle. His coach helped him with his yellow swim cap, put on his goggles, carried him to the starting block and when that gun went off he lightly kicked him off the block into the pool. AND OFF HE WENT!!! Óli, man, HE was soooooo fast and REALLY kicked ass! He took the flipturn like no other and swam like a rocket back but before he finished, HE STARTED SINKING! I was like, "OH NO! ÓLI!!!" His coach jumped into the pool and got him. He was all right when he came up, he was quite out of breath and was panting. When his coach asked him... "Óli, what happened?!" Óli replied... "MY EARS JUST GOT SO TIRED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said... Óli is just a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyefXRpinsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rpCNrHBKQgc/s1600-h/IMG_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyefXRpinsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rpCNrHBKQgc/s320/IMG_3783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127241923008044738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have the greatest time. I love my Óli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyefyBpintI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WgYAUyXTgmM/s1600-h/IMG_3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyefyBpintI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WgYAUyXTgmM/s320/IMG_3780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127242382569545426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyegJxpinuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s_JR0DzTXA4/s1600-h/IMG_3775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyegJxpinuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s_JR0DzTXA4/s320/IMG_3775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127242790591438562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feed my guy too, obvious reason being that he has no hands, but still, so romantic! MAN, we have such a good time together! I want to take this chance to point out the fantastic fruit bowl on the table. That is a masterpiece that the one and only Hildur Sólveig made... just wanted to point that out ;) Good old ceramics class;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyejARpinyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J7Nwn2zVfrE/s1600-h/IMG_3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyejARpinyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J7Nwn2zVfrE/s320/IMG_3792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127245925917564706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started snowing today here in Akureyri. This little lady had not picked up her man yet, so I had to change my tires all by myself. Yes, the "nails" are on. Did I mention THAT I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF? I am still waiting for my golden star to arrive for the good job I did. Yeps, still waiting...  Sara helped a little bit, dragged one or two tires into the house. ;) But yes, Óli loves the snow! He insisted that I take a picture of him in the snow. He´s such a silly silly guy... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyehsBpinvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JXr-QTmQC5k/s1600-h/IMG_3784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyehsBpinvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JXr-QTmQC5k/s200/IMG_3784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127244478513585906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ryeh5RpinwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/18sUc2TnQDQ/s1600-h/IMG_3785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ryeh5RpinwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/18sUc2TnQDQ/s200/IMG_3785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127244706146852610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sad faces... just happy ones!&lt;br /&gt;It didn´t take long for me to find my man... &lt;br /&gt;I JUST HAD TO MAKE HIM! hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyeidBpinxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K9Ys5TJzAqw/s1600-h/IMG_3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyeidBpinxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K9Ys5TJzAqw/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127245320327175954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MAKE your dreams come true* -the words of a true romatic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2911355555234537260?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2911355555234537260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2911355555234537260&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2911355555234537260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2911355555234537260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/10/homecoming.html' title='The homecoming'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyedXhpinrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/10lQdarwoZ8/s72-c/IMG_3673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6872076463389864310</id><published>2007-10-25T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:35:12.852Z</updated><title type='text'>færslan hennar Solveigar Friðu</title><content type='html'>- I have a best friend who lives in Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;- Her name is Sólveig Fríða Kjærnested.&lt;br /&gt;- Her man´s name is Tryggvi Guðjón Ingason and I often call him Trausti. He doesn´t think it´s funny, neither do I. It just has something to do with the Tr. Sometimes I mix up names if they begin the same. Like Hörður and Hjörtur. They don´t really begin the same but I mix them up nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyCM-xpinqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oRtFAYtrvVk/s1600-h/IMG_3137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyCM-xpinqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oRtFAYtrvVk/s320/IMG_3137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125251386054975138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi have a beautiful little baby girl whose name is Ásdís Sólveig. They really wanted to name her Hildur Sólveig but I said "guys, come on, I´m an independent person, and I want her to be that too. Don´t name her after someone, let her be her own self." They went half way and half named her after me. Just me. Not after Sólveig Fríða, not after Sólveig mum whose name is Sólveig, and not after Sólveig Fríða´s grandmother whose name is Sólveig. Just after me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;- Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi and little Hildur, ehm... Ásdís Sólveig, are greatly missed, dearly missed, terribly missed. &lt;br /&gt;- This is an ode to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi and tons of hugs and kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words of wisdom were written my first year here in Akureyri sometime when Sólveig and I were at a coffee house. She was ALWAYS and is ALWAYS on the phone. But being together and enjoying each other´s company is the main thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Going to a coffee house is great even though your friend´s on the phone the whole time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6872076463389864310?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6872076463389864310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6872076463389864310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6872076463389864310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6872076463389864310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/10/frslan-hennar-solveigar-friu.html' title='færslan hennar Solveigar Friðu'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RyCM-xpinqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oRtFAYtrvVk/s72-c/IMG_3137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-595986279431972988</id><published>2007-10-24T15:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:37:17.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I love you wont you tell me your name...</title><content type='html'>I think I should just stop while I’m ahead. My name is Hildur Sólveig and I´m a 22 year old lass that has hip problems. Today it is the left side of my hip. It needs to pop into place, pop out of place or just rest… I don’t know, and I don’t care…. I shouldn’t have to deal with a weird hip. My friend Birna told me to do like Barry Manilow and just get a new one. Who knows, when I am rich I may just have to do that. I would however like to point out the fact that Barry Manelo is old (er) and I am young (er). This is just not fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planetout.com/images/slides/barry400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.planetout.com/images/slides/barry400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is him after his hip surgery... what a happy camper!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sometimes lazy when it comes to sitting in front of my computer and putting my thoughts into words. I will make no excuses. I love you all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Pálína came to Akureyri this weekend and Pálína, Eva Björk and myself had a blast. We went to a coffee house, got invited to a Polish (I think) party-table, hung out cozy style at my place, went partying and danced our tooschies off, went on a road trip to Mývatn and ate dinner together twice! We had fun. We are fun. Look up fun in the dictionary and you will see this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-474.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v126/50/80/540942474/n540942474_250427_6154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-474.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v126/50/80/540942474/n540942474_250427_6154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Pálína and Eva Björk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ceramics class has finished and now I can go to Punkturinn whenever I want to be crafty. I showed my brother Árni some of my masterpieces via the camera on my computer and he laughed. Stupid fool, now he can rest assured that he WILL get something hand-made for Christmas. You shouldn’t have laughed brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go visit my grandparents soon. Maybe I will just leave one Thursday and spend a long weekend there. That would be fantastic. Grams and gramps are missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, I have to get going. Hope you all enjoyed my little post. Remember the words of wisdom at the end of the post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It doesn’t do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-595986279431972988?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/595986279431972988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=595986279431972988&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/595986279431972988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/595986279431972988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-i-love-you-wont-you-tell-me-your.html' title='Hello, I love you wont you tell me your name...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6522566274791535813</id><published>2007-10-07T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:11:48.827Z</updated><title type='text'>Adventure Weekend</title><content type='html'>Rightyó! Well about time I write something down here. That won´t be a problem since I had a WONDERFUL weekend. Friday was a lazy day, recooperating after a 70% exam in Tort Law. On Saturday Sara, Frej and Assar (za Swedes) and I went on a road trip to Mývatn. We were going to try to go to a natural hot spring hidden in a crater, but since it was snowy we didn´t think climbing down a crater was a very good idea ;) Therefore we went to the Mývatn lagoon and stayed there for a couple hours. Haha! Talk about a stary sky! Unbelievable, barely a spot in the black sky that wasn´t covered with salt grain. Beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty cozy, drank coffee, talked to Sólveig Fríða, talked to gramms, looked for international organizations in Africa, did some crosswords and relaxed. Then Sara and I went for a walk in a forest in Akureyri, Kjarnaskógur. Veeerrryyy nice. Got pretty dark while we were there, almost lost my phone bt had a great little walk. Here are some pictures from the weekend. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sunset in the countryside of Mývatn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlJlXuhlmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FuLgsvFtBoQ/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlJlXuhlmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FuLgsvFtBoQ/s200/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118703357856421474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Road Trippers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlLL3uhlpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QX01NbNrd6A/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlLL3uhlpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QX01NbNrd6A/s200/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118705118793012882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara sporting the rock in Kjarnaskógur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlJyHuhlnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nHAfktj4F0c/s1600-h/IMG_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlJyHuhlnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nHAfktj4F0c/s200/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118703576899753586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocker HIldur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlKtHuhloI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nGgc_Xkf2Is/s1600-h/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlKtHuhloI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nGgc_Xkf2Is/s200/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118704590512035458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6522566274791535813?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6522566274791535813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6522566274791535813&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6522566274791535813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6522566274791535813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventure-weekend.html' title='Adventure Weekend'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RwlJlXuhlmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FuLgsvFtBoQ/s72-c/IMG_3529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-962004580515835094</id><published>2007-09-26T23:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:09:48.769Z</updated><title type='text'>sunny today... cloudy tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>When I was younger I saw a tv show where a kid had a rubberband ball. Yes, a ball made out of rubber bands. You find a rubber band, you add it to your ball, your ball grows bigger. I wanted to start my own rubberband ball. I searched the house for rubberbands, stole some from the teachers desk at school, but that wasn´t enough for me to start my VERY OWN rubber band ball. Some other kids who also decided to start a rubberband ball (obviously the cool thing to do) had all gotten so much further than me in their collection so I did the only thing left to do. I made my mum drive me to the store to get "school supplies" aka RUBBER BANDS. Yes, and I bought probably 2 packs of 100 rubber bands. Screw finding the damn things. Why waste time when you can just buy them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me to thinking what an impatiant person I am. When I have a brilliant idea I want to engage in it asap. Maybe not even asap, rather PRONTO. Too bad those ideas aren´t always as well thought out and planned as they could be and at times even seem like pretty stupid ideas. But now I ask you, do we think too much about the decisions we make? Is it such a crime to be sparatic and live in the now? I don´t think so, but the me tomorrow might not agree with me. The me tomorrow will kick me in the shins for making hasty decisions, sparatic decisions, stupid decisions. That´s why I like the me today!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for today for tomorrow might be cloudy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-962004580515835094?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/962004580515835094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=962004580515835094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/962004580515835094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/962004580515835094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunny-today-cloudy-tomorrow.html' title='sunny today... cloudy tomorrow?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-736507153134152862</id><published>2007-09-24T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:49:39.574Z</updated><title type='text'>I am one happy camper</title><content type='html'>Oh so many new things are happening to me these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am a proud Apple owner... that is to say... I am the owner of a MacBook. A black one to be precise... very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have started jogging with a group called Eyrarskokk. We run around Akureyri like chickens with their heads cut off. Very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I signed myself up for a clay-class today, that will hopefully start next Monday. I don´t think very many people have signed up and I think that´s what´s causing the delay. Hopefully I will make something... very pretty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara´s birthday party was on Saturday. It was basically the very pretty group of girls and the exchange students. This group is very fun and exciting. All least the ones that were at the party. I want to thank Sara for a blasting birthday party. What a host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your problem to the source. &lt;br /&gt;(hmm... now it´s time to wonder who the source is... is it you yourself?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-736507153134152862?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/736507153134152862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=736507153134152862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/736507153134152862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/736507153134152862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-one-happy-camper.html' title='I am one happy camper'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5672016091359402923</id><published>2007-09-20T03:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-20T03:35:34.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Gullible or just so completely rational?</title><content type='html'>I´m thinking about taking a ceramics class here in Akureyri. It´s 2 x a week from 19:00-22:00, for 3 weeks. I´ve always been quite a sucker for ceramics classes and ever since my ceramics class in high school I´ve been longing to play on the wheel again. I mean, making beautiful sculptures and bowls that collect dust in your mothers cabinets... the perfect present! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, whenever I think of "throwing on the wheel" I always get to thinking about Ghost. Yes, Ghost, the movie with Patrick Swazye and Demi Moore. I wonder, how many girls and women have tried the wheel because of that movie? I bet tons think it´s oh so romantic and let the movie completely influence their decision to throw some clay. (I use the term "throw" because, if my memory serves me correctly, throw is the correct term for working with clay on the wheel) That´s why I´m doing it... it´s been a while since my ghost held me oh so tightly... the damn clays fault!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Yes I have another example. Take Dirty Dancing. What girl didn´t dream about going with her family to some lame ass resort where she would meet the man of her dreams and sneak out in the middle of the night to go dance with... oh yet again, Patrick Swazye?!? And do "the lift" in the nearby river? And you know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; girl wanted to learn the Samba after watching Dirty Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/04_03/dirtyREX0705_468x349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/04_03/dirtyREX0705_468x349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Patrick Swayze has that affect on us. Maybe we´re just gullible. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HsE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A man is not the reason for our decisions, but can have a hell of a lot of influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5672016091359402923?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5672016091359402923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5672016091359402923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5672016091359402923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5672016091359402923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/gullible-or-just-so-completely-rational.html' title='Gullible or just so completely rational?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-316225356499855238</id><published>2007-09-18T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:07:21.847Z</updated><title type='text'>What´s in a name?</title><content type='html'>I got to thinking about names today. Some of us have many names while some of us only have a few. I for example have quite a lot of names, some that I am proud of, some that I am not so proud of. Nevertheless, they would be considered my names. The reason this has popped up is due to the fact that I only write Hildur Sólveig on facebook because those in the States know me as Einarsson, while those in Iceland know me as Elvarsdóttir. Not a double personality, nothing to do with the CIA, just a quick adjustment my family decided to make so that the entire family would have the same last name in the USA. Sounds pretty logical, except for the fact that now I cannot write my full name because then people will not know if it´s me or, well, not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I got to thinking about names, my nicknames and I thought I would write them down. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig Elvarsdóttir, Hildur Solveig Einarsson, Hildy, Hil, Hitler, Helter Skelter, Hilla, Hidda Bidda, Pumpkin, Soccer Ball Head, Freckles, Hildur, Sólveig and last but not least, Haulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn´t it strange having someone look like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RvAvoV9crOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RXFuMFYus8k/s1600-h/IMG_3245+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RvAvoV9crOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RXFuMFYus8k/s320/IMG_3245+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111637947201662178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-316225356499855238?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/316225356499855238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=316225356499855238&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/316225356499855238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/316225356499855238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What´s in a name?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RvAvoV9crOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RXFuMFYus8k/s72-c/IMG_3245+%28Small%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6561126251041449581</id><published>2007-09-18T00:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:58:34.787Z</updated><title type='text'>trying my best</title><content type='html'>Hmm... no comments yet... maybe people haven´t realized I´m back. HELLO! I´M BACK!! Did anyone hear that? Then I will just shed a tear. Psshhh, nah.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to boast a little and tell you all that I have passed my first course in my Masters of Law. I am oh so happy about that!! Thanks for the support guys! Now I just have to tackle Tort Law / Skaðabótaréttur. The book is approximately 2 inches thick and a bunches of pages. BUNCHES! My aunt Lilja and I are going to a country dance/ horse herding/round up party on the 29th in Varmahlíð. More news on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru8dAl9crNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TNjZmc7_KqU/s1600-h/IMG_3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru8dAl9crNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TNjZmc7_KqU/s200/IMG_3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111335998115851474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the words of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes you just can't get him out of your head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Hildur Sólveig Elvardóttir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6561126251041449581?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6561126251041449581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6561126251041449581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6561126251041449581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6561126251041449581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/trying-my-best.html' title='trying my best'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru8dAl9crNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TNjZmc7_KqU/s72-c/IMG_3246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7404860147410989506</id><published>2007-09-16T17:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:00:02.013Z</updated><title type='text'>Is the lady back yet?</title><content type='html'>Am I returning from the dead? Maybe, maybe not. We shall see how good I will be at writing here. I was for a while thinking about stopping this blog non-sense, but then things like snow on September 16 happens and I just feel like I have to tell the internet world about it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it is September 16 and it is snowing outside. It´s snow of the wet non-sticking kind, but snow non-the-less and therefore I find it very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started and already one course is over and done with. Well, lets hope so. I´m still awaiting my grade in Contract Law. Overall, school is all right. A little overwhelming but all right. I will make it... damn it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I took a tarot card test to see what tarot card I am, like I did before (don´t know if you guys remember) but yes, once again, I am the Devil. Always a good sign eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I have decided that I´m going to try to have a "saying of the day" with every blog I post. Sometimes this will be the only thing I post. Isn´t it great to have me back???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s1600-h/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110863225295776962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is what you make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7404860147410989506?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7404860147410989506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7404860147410989506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7404860147410989506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7404860147410989506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-lady-back-yet.html' title='Is the lady back yet?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s72-c/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1565094539182698310</id><published>2007-08-07T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:33:36.186Z</updated><title type='text'>Road trip HVAÐ?</title><content type='html'>Jæja, ég ákveði að stela þessu frá henni Lilju! Gjör svo vel.. og nei, ég er ekki hætt að blogga, bara æjilega léleg að gera það ;) &lt;br /&gt;p.s. takk fyrir þetta Lilja mín&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. Linkurinn hennar Lilju er vinstra megin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jebbs við Hildur Sól. skelltum okkur í road trip á fimmtudaginn. Eins og við vorum búnar að ákveða beygðum við til hægri í göngunum og héldum svo sem leið lá að Dynjanda. Þar stoppuðum við og borðuðum ímyndað nesti (því ekkert var nestisboxið og röltum upp með fossinum. Tókum fullt af myndum auðvitað og það eina sem var ekki alveg eins og það átti að vera var að það var rigning og við ekki með aukaskó og sokka. Svo það var ekkert annað að gera þegar í bílinn var komið en að fara úr þessu blauta og vera bara á táslunum á meðan skór og sokkar þornuðu. En það var nú víst í lagi. Við tókum okkur bara allan daginn í að keyra og vorum ekkert að stressa okkur á neinum tíma og það var alveg frábært. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eftir Dynjanda (fossinn þinn Hafrún sys., ef ég man rétt  ) var svo haldið á Patró og þangað hef ég bara aldrei komið fyrr. Rúntuðum um allt og skoðuðum og fengum okkur svo að borða pizzu í Þorpinu, veitingastað þar. Þar sem ekki er hægt að fá pizzur hér lengur vorum við orðnar ansi pizzusvangar og urðum sko ekki fyrir vonbrigðum. Mjög fínt að borða þarna. Vantaði bara sætu strákana. Eftir það héldum við svo á Tálknafjörð þar sem Auður Birna og Ársæll voru í "brúðkaupsferð". Við ákváðum að bjóða þeim í garden partýið okkar og þar sem maður truflar ekki fólk í "brúðkaupsferð" með símtölum eða sms-um ákáðum við bara að birtast. Já, og auk þess sem dúfan hennar Hildar Sólveigar var svo þreytt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Við vorum nú samt ekki búnar að vera þarna inni nema í 10 mínútur þegar Níels (pabbi Ársæls) var búinn að bjóða okkur í mat, bjór og gistingu. Og eiginlega má segja að hann hafi ekki linnt látum fyrr en við vorum báðar búnar að segja já við þessu öllu. Eftir matinn fórum við svo í "pollinn" og sátum þarna í guðsgrænni náttúrunni og sötruðum bjór, frænkurnar þrjár, en Ársæll keyrði. Eftir pollinn var svo setið fyrir utan hjá Níels og Sillu og borðaður harðfiskur og sötraður bjór og hvítvín eins og fólk vildi í sig láta. Mjög nice bara og veðrið alveg yndislegt. Hlýtt og þurrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe Alexander Hrafn var nú frekar hissa á að sjá okkur Hildi þarna því þetta var svo "kolvitlaus" staður fyrir okkur að vera á, en jafnaði sig nú fljótt og þegar hann svo sá okkur aftur daginn eftir varð hann alveg rosalega kátur oghló og skríkti og dillaði sér allur. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En á föstudaginn þegar við vöknuðum um hádegisbil og vorum búnar að borða Brunsh hjá þeim Níels og Sillu var haldið heim á leið. Gátum því miður ekki tekið það jafn rólegar heim þar sem ég þurfti að komast á sjúkrahúsið í sjúkraþjálfun fyrir lokun og það rétt hafðist heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um kvöldið var svo garden partýið mikla heheh. Reyndar sátum við nú ekki nema 7 hérna úti en það var bara rosalega kósý og gaman og við Hildur skelltum okkur svo á Ísó að því loknu. Ég fór svo aftur að djamma á laugardaginn en Hidlur greyjið þurfti að vinna þá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1565094539182698310?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1565094539182698310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1565094539182698310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1565094539182698310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1565094539182698310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/08/road-trip-hva.html' title='Road trip HVAÐ?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8403713049552483907</id><published>2007-05-30T06:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-30T06:25:08.363Z</updated><title type='text'>STORY TIME</title><content type='html'>Yes, I think it is time for a fun little story that has been told many a times to those who visit the family. As many of you may know, my father is quite a character. And like my mother who is unable to place an order at Kentucky Fried Chicken, aka KFC, because she doesn´t understand ebonics and ebonics does not understand the Icelandic accent of a red headed lady, my father also experiences some difficulties while ordering ice-cream at the local Dairy Queen (ice-cream shop). One day, it was probably hot and ideal ice-cream weather, the family (excluding me) went to Dairy Queen. The family members place their orders, knowing my brother he gets a Blizzard, my mother probably vanilla ice-cream in a cone. My father, not quite sure what he wants asks the cashier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm... what´s that ice-cream, the sundae, you know, with the hot fudge?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm.. A hot fudge sundae sir?" (a confused face is cast by the cashier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, yes, a hot fudge sundae. I´m going to have one of those." (very happy to know the name of his favourite dessert) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What size sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A HOOOOOOTTTTTT FUUUUUDDDGGGGGEEEEE SSSSSUUUUNNNNDDDDAAAAEEEEE....." (said very slow, anunciated, like he was talking to a mentally retarded person... hmmm....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, just because my mother has experienced some difficuly in ordering at fast-food restaurants, my father wanted to make EXTRA sure that the cashier knew exactly what he was ordering. Whether he thought the cashier was deaf, slow or dear God I don´t know what, he wanted to make sure that he would not experience the same discomfort of not getting his message across, like my mother when she orders corn bread, mashed potatoes and gravy at the local KFC.  Good job dad. You are the fast-food-restaurant-ordering-pro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that´s it for tonight/today. I love you dad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the favouritest daughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8403713049552483907?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8403713049552483907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8403713049552483907&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8403713049552483907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8403713049552483907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/05/story-time.html' title='STORY TIME'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3030917747550955468</id><published>2007-05-29T01:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:47:38.509Z</updated><title type='text'>Miss 5-0, yes, 5-0</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, I promise that I will do a better job at posting blogs from hereon. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, as many of you know, I have become a police officer for the summer. I am filling in for those officers who are going on summer vacation here in Ísafjörður. So far things are going well and lets hope it all stays that way ;) So you trouble-makers, stop. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I have not received a grade for my Thesis, I am waiting and waiting and waiting for my loan to come in so that I can buy myself a Snickers at the local store. Peanuts, caramel, nougout... or whatever... how did that commercial go? Welp, I don´t remember, so I don´t think yall remember either. WHOEVER can tell me how any ole Snickers commercial went, gets a Snickers from me when I finally get my loan. You lucky bastards. Until then I´ll keep eating my cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;It snowed the other day here in Ísafjörður and Suðureyri. I thought a Christmas tree and a Snickers bar would be awaiting me at Gramps and Grans house after my drive home from Ísafjörður last Thursday. But no, only my cucumber. Take that Santa (as I flash my handcuffs and muscles) Gotta love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, this has become a ramble scramble damble, as many of my friends know I am famous for. Hildur and her pointless stories. How long will it be until the other officers "get" me... yadíyadíyadí  ;) HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all, yes, you all, that means all of you, you of the all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hSe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3030917747550955468?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3030917747550955468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3030917747550955468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3030917747550955468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3030917747550955468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-5-0-yes-5-0.html' title='Miss 5-0, yes, 5-0'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-230497551662781837</id><published>2007-05-23T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-23T02:12:53.913Z</updated><title type='text'>finally I´m back</title><content type='html'>Well, I think it´s about time to give a status report... since I haven´t written in FOREVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first thing is first, I was able to complete my BA Thesis and am awaiting my grade. Lets hope it´s good ;) Then finally when I had completed the Thesis and turned it in and everything, I started getting stressed for the police test that was the 19th of May. Yes my dear friends, Hildur was trying to become a summer police woman. ;) So the test was Saturday the 19th. It all went pretty well, until we had to carry, or in my case DRAG a 78 kilo doll around the gym. I wasn´t able to lift the doll correctly in the beginning so I gradually got closer and closer and closer to the ground as the "test" went on. I was seriously starting to drag the damn doll when I reached the end cone. Then I collapsed and limped my way back to the group. NOT A GOOD FEELING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the good news... I passed and little ole Hildur will be a police officer in Ísafjörður this summer. I am hoping to leave tomorrow, if I am able to pack up my apartment since I am moving at the end of May to a new apartment. That apartment will most likely remain empty for the summer since I will be in Suðureyri... but that´s aight... cuz it just is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a little fun stuff too... look at this advertisement in Blaðið, a newspaper here in Iceland... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOikEmUFJI/AAAAAAAAADM/xBzzQP1eGfg/s1600-h/IMG_2560+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOikEmUFJI/AAAAAAAAADM/xBzzQP1eGfg/s200/IMG_2560+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067572746315371666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look a little closer.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOiukmUFKI/AAAAAAAAADU/OkSFmzJinB4/s1600-h/IMG_2564+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOiukmUFKI/AAAAAAAAADU/OkSFmzJinB4/s200/IMG_2564+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067572926703998114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!! THERE WE ARE!!!! DAMN WE´RE GORGEOUS! (good thing we´re in the Social Science and Legal Department... advertising the Business department!!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOi40mUFLI/AAAAAAAAADc/bP61kJYs3TA/s1600-h/IMG_2568+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOi40mUFLI/AAAAAAAAADc/bP61kJYs3TA/s200/IMG_2568+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067573102797657266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-230497551662781837?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/230497551662781837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=230497551662781837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/230497551662781837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/230497551662781837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-im-back.html' title='finally I´m back'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RlOikEmUFJI/AAAAAAAAADM/xBzzQP1eGfg/s72-c/IMG_2560+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2523250630925666341</id><published>2007-05-03T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:46:00.580Z</updated><title type='text'>the burg is missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RjpzaI2j44I/AAAAAAAAADE/EfwKzeAJF2w/s1600-h/IMG_0020+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RjpzaI2j44I/AAAAAAAAADE/EfwKzeAJF2w/s320/IMG_0020+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060484024194294658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Rjpy942j43I/AAAAAAAAAC8/7ybuO7924eY/s1600-h/J%C3%B3l+2004-+woohoo+006+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Rjpy942j43I/AAAAAAAAAC8/7ybuO7924eY/s320/J%C3%B3l+2004-+woohoo+006+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060483538862990194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has definitely been some homesickness going on these past couple of days... just wanted to let you guys know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Anna and Leah... the pictures will come up soon... I just have to find the cord... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2523250630925666341?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2523250630925666341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2523250630925666341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2523250630925666341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2523250630925666341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/05/burg-is-missed.html' title='the burg is missed'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RjpzaI2j44I/AAAAAAAAADE/EfwKzeAJF2w/s72-c/IMG_0020+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4930208127301432953</id><published>2007-05-03T18:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:50:32.599Z</updated><title type='text'>All I wanna do...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my hair colored. &lt;br /&gt;I want to go wax my legs.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go get my eyebrows done.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be finished with my BA Thesis.&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass the police test.&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat healty.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a clean apartment.&lt;br /&gt;I want to move already.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hug Anna.&lt;br /&gt;I want my head to stop spinning. &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4930208127301432953?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4930208127301432953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4930208127301432953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4930208127301432953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4930208127301432953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-i-wanna-do.html' title='All I wanna do...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7873237802106022320</id><published>2007-04-25T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:31:02.976Z</updated><title type='text'>freckles in the sun</title><content type='html'>My computer hates me. Great time to have your computer hate you, when you´re in the middle of writing your BA Thesis. How fantastic. DAMN YOU COMPUTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, and I will say bright side because it was sunny sunny sunny today... I am doing all right with the Thesis, I went to the pool today and these brown dots got darker on my face, and the weather is fabulous. It´s not all downhill. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/PixieMegh/Post%20Secret/freckles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/PixieMegh/Post%20Secret/freckles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;The dotted one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7873237802106022320?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7873237802106022320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7873237802106022320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7873237802106022320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7873237802106022320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/freckles-in-sun.html' title='freckles in the sun'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/PixieMegh/Post%20Secret/th_freckles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4495424411936407160</id><published>2007-04-21T18:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:40:16.906Z</updated><title type='text'>hjello akureyri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RipaJqi9tKI/AAAAAAAAACs/9hQYLVBCWw0/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RipaJqi9tKI/AAAAAAAAACs/9hQYLVBCWw0/s200/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055952653763064994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK BACK BACK IT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am back on the klake! I arrived thursday morning and drove up thursday afternoon and arrived around 17:00 in Akureyri. LONG DAY... that's all I will say. And yesterday was a long day too... jet lag really got me this time around. I was beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, I am working on my BA thesis paper. Due date is 10. may, but I want to be done with it by the 1st. Oh woe oh woe oh woe. If anyone wants to cross their fingers, throw in a prayer, or unjinx all my bad luck... that would be greatly appreciated! Not saying that I am in desperate need of all that, just nice to have it in storage! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD... HOW CAN I FORGET THE BIGGEST NEWS OF ALL?!? Hildur, yes I say HILDUR has gotten an automobile!! THE UNTHINKABLE HAS BECOME REALITY!! And yes, little miss hildur is very happy, very very very happy and um... quite HAPPY about the Sizzler. I LOVE IT! AND SO VERY GRATEFUL!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;the Sizzler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4495424411936407160?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4495424411936407160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4495424411936407160&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4495424411936407160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4495424411936407160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/hjello-akureyri.html' title='hjello akureyri'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RipaJqi9tKI/AAAAAAAAACs/9hQYLVBCWw0/s72-c/IMG_2080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7427286661576907894</id><published>2007-04-10T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:56:02.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Who's her daddy?</title><content type='html'>Well, at least there is something good that I get from the news here in the Coffee Beanery, and that is that Larry Birkhead is the father of Anna Nicoles Baby, Dannielynn. Where would I be without this news coverage? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/401430166_f610f1aa71.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/401430166_f610f1aa71.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7427286661576907894?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7427286661576907894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7427286661576907894&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7427286661576907894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7427286661576907894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/whos-her-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s her daddy?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7216894148482609738</id><published>2007-04-10T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:41:16.219Z</updated><title type='text'>oh how I despise the news here</title><content type='html'>Well oh well oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit at my x-workplace, the Coffee Beanery drinking my tea and working on my Thesis. Yes, this is my first workplace, here Ashley and I used to go after swim practice and make some de-licious coffee for oh so tired people. I think we both gained like 10 pounds working here... whipped cream bonanza! No, just kidding, we were and are gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm getting a little stressed about my Thesis... but I'm working on it. Gotta get it done gotta get it done gotta get it done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm sitting here, I am watching the news. FOX news. What shit. The news here in the US is just ridiculous. I'm not going to elaborate on why it is so, but lets just say it's crap. I could probably come up with better news than these people. That'll be my future, a news reporter. Any objections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, one thing though that is about to come on the news is some law student who wanted to do something a little crazy before she became a lawyer, so she decided to get naked and film herself and put it on the internet. What a stupid girl. Now she's on the national news, buck ass naked, expecting to get a job and be taken seriously. I tell you, sometimes the internet can be a persons worst enemy. Stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna get back to studying. Check-ya later Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HsE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7216894148482609738?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7216894148482609738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7216894148482609738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7216894148482609738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7216894148482609738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-how-i-despise-news-here.html' title='oh how I despise the news here'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5132117431476375791</id><published>2007-04-03T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:16:31.468Z</updated><title type='text'>USA TODAY</title><content type='html'>dooo dooo dooo dooo dooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, sitting at Saga Lounge (aka business class lounge) at Keflavík airport waiting to gooooo hooooommmmmeeee! ;) Yeps, that´s right, business lounge. The reason? My dad has great friends that let me tag along with them and use their luxurious way of life. What a smoooooocher! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeps I´m just a waiting.. not going to write much. Yesterday I met up with Stína, my good ole pal ;) We went to a coffeehouse and drank some deliciouso tea. We sat there and talked about psychics, cars and oh so happy family members ;) hehe! Always a pleasure to meet up with my homegirl.... gotta love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while I was getting ready I managed to get Sólveig's cats hair into my little blue eyes. I will tell you, my eyes were not blue for long. I swear to God, they felt like they were about to fall out of my big round head because they were so red and swollen. Count Hildula. That´s what I looked like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all have a great day and I will try to have a good time in the aero-plane! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo- Hildur the AMERICANO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5132117431476375791?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5132117431476375791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5132117431476375791&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5132117431476375791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5132117431476375791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/usa-today.html' title='USA TODAY'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4493324949029435249</id><published>2007-04-02T00:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:17:44.509Z</updated><title type='text'>hey now... hey now!!</title><content type='html'>All right people... it´s been quite a hectic and intense week here in Hildur land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;First of all&lt;/span&gt;, this week was the last week of my "Law and Economics" course. I just 5 minutes ago sent my research paper via email to my teacher so I have officially completed the course!! YIPPY SKIPPY!! Not only has the week been crazy because of this paper, but also because we had a test on Friday that we had to cram for. Always fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Second of all&lt;/span&gt;, there is a crazy lady living in my apartment building who sucked all my energy out of my body on Friday. I was so worn out after having a small ordeal with her that I forgot that I was going to go to Kumpáni´s annual general meeting. Air-head Hildur (ummm... remember the white airhead?) So yea, she messed up my Friday evening. But that is okay because Sólveig and I went swimming and had a great time doing so. We stayed there till 21:00... not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Third of all&lt;/span&gt;, I am going to the States on Tuesday and I´m just soooo freakin excited!! But, because I´m going to the States I have had to tie up some loose ends with my Thesis director... I don´t know if that´s the right word, but since I don´t feel like stopping to ponder about it... I won´t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fourth of all&lt;/span&gt;, I had a Volare party (like a Tupperware party except with Volare lotions and stuff). We were 4 at my little get together because little Hildur decided to call people like 4 hours before it started. Clever Hildur, real clever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fifth of all&lt;/span&gt;... I´M SO EXCITED TO GO HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don´t think there´s anything more that I can say right now except that I´m soooo glad that I have finished my paper, and that I get to focus 100% on my BA Thesis!! I´m going to Reykjavík tomorrow and will be staying at &lt;a href="http://solvgud.blog.is/blog/solvgud/"&gt;Sólveig Kristín´s&lt;/a&gt; place. Give me a call people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4493324949029435249?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4493324949029435249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4493324949029435249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4493324949029435249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4493324949029435249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-now-hey-now.html' title='hey now... hey now!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5404231798983194879</id><published>2007-03-28T22:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:25:32.659Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I´M FIXING MY PAGE... BE PATIENT ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5404231798983194879?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5404231798983194879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5404231798983194879&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5404231798983194879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5404231798983194879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-fixing-my-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4093467123521254663</id><published>2007-03-26T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:48:15.124Z</updated><title type='text'>What to do with my life?</title><content type='html'>All right people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in quite a dispute with myself lately. I have no clue what I am going to do with my life at this point. This is how I think:&lt;br /&gt;             1. Should I finish the M.L. here in Akureyri&lt;br /&gt;             2. Should I go do some volunteer work for a year and then take polar law in Akureyri&lt;br /&gt;             3. Should I finish M.L. here and then get a masters in Polar Law after 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;             4. Should I finish the M.L. here and then go get my masters in environmental law somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;             5. Should I finish the M.L. here and then go do volunteer work and then take polar law or should polar law and volunteering be vice-versa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the choices the choices!!! Anyone want to give me any pointers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the confused one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4093467123521254663?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4093467123521254663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4093467123521254663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4093467123521254663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4093467123521254663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-to-do-with-my-life.html' title='What to do with my life?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4041574897151280631</id><published>2007-03-18T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:45:18.887Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What´s up guys... I put all these b-e-a-utiful pictures of me on my blog and I only get one comment... ONE COMMENT? ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;the furious one &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4041574897151280631?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4041574897151280631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4041574897151280631&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4041574897151280631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4041574897151280631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-up-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-642592310314173054</id><published>2007-03-16T12:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:58:25.917Z</updated><title type='text'>Because so much is riding on your Hildur...</title><content type='html'>Right... I went to the website http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi?word and got this slogan out of my name... Let´s not think about it too much ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the weekend is here... Friday is here... and where am I? I am sitting at home reminiscing on my year as the President (notice the big p?) of the Entertainment Committee. Yes ladies and gentlemen, the annual general meeting of the Student Body at the University of Akureyri is today. There we will elect a new body President, Vice-President, President of the Entertainment Committee and last but not least... six other people to sit in the Student Body. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I will no longer be the President of the Entertainment Committee... bummer! What a bummer! So... now it´s time to reminisce.  (you can click on the pictures to make them bigger)&lt;br /&gt;The election picture that got me the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqLbEW-NLI/AAAAAAAAABA/FtlefUv2yXg/s1600-h/hildur+042+copy+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqLbEW-NLI/AAAAAAAAABA/FtlefUv2yXg/s320/hildur+042+copy+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042496029937513650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presidente of FSHA... Baldvin Esra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqMb0W-NMI/AAAAAAAAABI/z8WAQKztAuc/s1600-h/djamm+050+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqMb0W-NMI/AAAAAAAAABI/z8WAQKztAuc/s200/djamm+050+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042497142334043330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqNOkW-NNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X9l56AZ4w_w/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqNOkW-NNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X9l56AZ4w_w/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042498014212404434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Entertainment Committee at the Sprellmót (beautiful shirts by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqOFEW-NOI/AAAAAAAAABY/z2T3i1nsFhI/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqOFEW-NOI/AAAAAAAAABY/z2T3i1nsFhI/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042498950515274978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don´t call me the President of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the Entertainment Committee&lt;/span&gt; for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqOo0W-NPI/AAAAAAAAABg/p95zrt5GIZA/s1600-h/IMG_0514+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqOo0W-NPI/AAAAAAAAABg/p95zrt5GIZA/s200/IMG_0514+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042499564695598322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Halloween costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqPoEW-NQI/AAAAAAAAABo/859ik5rfCa8/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqPoEW-NQI/AAAAAAAAABo/859ik5rfCa8/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042500651322324226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagný and I after the Russian House Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqP_UW-NRI/AAAAAAAAABw/1t1SlbSsd1s/s1600-h/IMG_1136+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqP_UW-NRI/AAAAAAAAABw/1t1SlbSsd1s/s200/IMG_1136+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042501050754282770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sexy Dancers at the Russian House Party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqQVkW-NSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q_-MWPVuW_4/s1600-h/IMG_1132+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqQVkW-NSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q_-MWPVuW_4/s200/IMG_1132+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042501433006372130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field trip to RVK... the beer plant ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqQlkW-NTI/AAAAAAAAACA/vdKOzMjpgBQ/s1600-h/viso+097+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqQlkW-NTI/AAAAAAAAACA/vdKOzMjpgBQ/s200/viso+097+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042501707884279090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ANNUAL BALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqRKEW-NUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1VcVHhjrljw/s1600-h/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+3+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqRKEW-NUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1VcVHhjrljw/s200/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+3+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042502334949504322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqRoUW-NVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mENyqmSN3_8/s1600-h/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+2+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqRoUW-NVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mENyqmSN3_8/s200/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+2+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042502854640547154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqR4EW-NWI/AAAAAAAAACY/cxfAUL_y_HM/s1600-h/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+4+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqR4EW-NWI/AAAAAAAAACY/cxfAUL_y_HM/s200/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+4+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042503125223486818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqSAEW-NXI/AAAAAAAAACg/PqUhiHJtSfw/s1600-h/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqSAEW-NXI/AAAAAAAAACg/PqUhiHJtSfw/s200/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042503262662440306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR TAKING THIS RIDE WITH ME!! IT WAS A BLAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILDUR SÓLVEIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-642592310314173054?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/642592310314173054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=642592310314173054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/642592310314173054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/642592310314173054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-so-much-is-riding-on-your.html' title='Because so much is riding on your Hildur...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfqLbEW-NLI/AAAAAAAAABA/FtlefUv2yXg/s72-c/hildur+042+copy+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1977647976420122042</id><published>2007-03-08T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:22:42.386Z</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfBqFb_OQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/G27puXrDn1c/s1600-h/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfBqFb_OQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/G27puXrDn1c/s320/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039644624672408434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Baddý and I looked at the annual ball that was held 3. March 2007! As many of you know, I am the president of the Entertainment committee and therefore was "in charge" of the whole night. The theme of the night was 1001 Nights / Arabian Nights and the decoration was fabulous!! As ya´ll will see in the picture below, the preparation for the night went very well and we were able to throw up palm trees, an Arabian tent and find gold the size of rocks.... and there are people who say we only have steam as a resource here in Iceland! ;)All in all, we did ONE HELL OF A JOB and I have only heard good comments from people. That must mean the night was spectacular and everyone had a grand old time!! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfCO6L_OQ4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/rTLuE9az9Js/s1600-h/IMG_1810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfCO6L_OQ4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/rTLuE9az9Js/s320/IMG_1810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039685113329107842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am studying for a test that I have tomorrow. Topic: Municipality law and Information law. I´m jumpin with joy over here. Just a jumpin... BY THE WAY, Jodi Murphy visited Iceland. I didn´t get to meet up with her, but I hope she had a good time!! (if she should ever visit this page)Iceland is spectacular, you all should visit here. Especially Akureyri. Fun central.is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is International Women´s Day!! Congratulations women all around the world! Today is really a day to think about whether women have equal rights as men... This idea usually has a negative answer, especially when it comes to the difference of wages/salaries between women and men. It is a fact that women do not get the same wages as men. Why is that? Should it be that way? Can anybody confess to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can´t wait to hear the responses :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1977647976420122042?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1977647976420122042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1977647976420122042&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1977647976420122042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1977647976420122042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-beautiful.html' title='LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RfBqFb_OQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/G27puXrDn1c/s72-c/%C3%A1rsh%C3%A1t%C3%AD%C3%B0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6962842476658862644</id><published>2007-02-26T14:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:49:47.269Z</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of feminism going on... ;)</title><content type='html'>Here on this site we can see the newest Dove commercial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dovecreamoil.com/?ban=aolhome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove got a lot of attention about a year or so ago when they started using different types of women´s bodies in their commercials and advertisements. For all I know, this attention was positive attention, for I don´t think people mind getting a wider scope on models in the industry today. &lt;br /&gt;In Spain models are not allowed to weigh less than a certain number. I am not sure what that number is, but if someone knows, please fill me in. I have gotten mixed remarks about this rule that was passed in Spain. Is it simply a way for "fat" people to get to be models? Are we trying to make the "fat" people happy? Is this yet again another step towards an overweight world? A very simple and short answer: NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad is an industry getting when their employees are starting to starve and manipulate their body in such a way where they break apart and in the end die? This does not happen often, but just the fact that it does happens makes it once too often. It is also a known fact that girls look up to models and do compare themselves to them. The intensity of this comparison may vary incredibly, some may want to look exactly like the models, some may only look at their hair and say, "hey, that´s cool hair". Whether girls compare themselves a little or a lot to these women, what they look like affects other women and how they view themselves. What point am I trying to make? That skinny women should not be allowed to be used in advertisements? No. What I am trying to say is that the variety of the types of models used today should be increased. Not every woman today has a flat stomach, has size 34 C breasts, has tiny thighs etc. What about the woman with a big butt or the woman with the "womanly" waist? Should woman not be able to also see the models that look more like them and see that being beautiful does not necessarily mean small waist, small but, small boobs, and small stomache? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today´s modeling society, Marilyn Monroe would not be an ideal model. This is very interesting when we know that she is viewed as one of the most successful movie stars and models of the 50´s and 60´s and still adored by many today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last words: What message are advertisements and the modeling agencies giving people today? That woman are supposed to be toothpick skinny, wear as little amount of clothes as possible and that sex sells. Great. Can´t wait to raise my children in such a world where people´s differences are not celebrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6962842476658862644?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6962842476658862644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6962842476658862644&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6962842476658862644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6962842476658862644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/02/little-bit-of-feminism-going-on.html' title='A little bit of feminism going on... ;)'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3005116987841157158</id><published>2007-02-14T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:53:21.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Started once anew...</title><content type='html'>Ok, this has gotten pretty sad. I haven't written anything in about more than a month or so. Well, tons of shit has happened since then. Erm, I went to Suðureyri in January to go to Gummi Addi's funeral. It was so beautiful. The choir that sang brought tears to your eyes... Then when we stopped by Gummi's house to "say goodbye" to it, it started snowing a little bit. This snow was no ordinary snow though. The snowflakes were in the shape of the star of David. I mean they were perfectly symmetrical and exactly like stars. Someone must've been looking down on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... 2 weekends ago the school went on its annual field trip to Reykjavík. Yep, 3 day weekend, non-stop drinking, totally crazy weekend took its turn and was hello fun. On the Thursday we went karaoke singing, Friday--- um... sleep :), and Saturday I went to Stina's friends birthday party, then went to a Þorrablót for those people who used to live in Höfn but now live in Reykjavík. There I saw Eva who was one of my best friends when I was little! So FUN to see her! We´re going to try to have a little reunion soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last weekend we had an open house at the University where the Sexy Ballerina got to show her stuff. She loved it, as did the children, except for one little dude who started crying when he saw me. (or should I say her) I don´t understand why he would start crying... could you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RdMh783YvkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/n1-E9muOTJY/s1600-h/viso+138+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RdMh783YvkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/n1-E9muOTJY/s200/viso+138+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031402522537410114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RdMiOM3YvlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/2r5n5LUSo_s/s1600-h/viso+153+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RdMiOM3YvlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/2r5n5LUSo_s/s320/viso+153+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031402836070022738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3005116987841157158?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3005116987841157158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3005116987841157158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3005116987841157158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3005116987841157158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/02/started-once-anew.html' title='Started once anew...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/RdMh783YvkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/n1-E9muOTJY/s72-c/viso+138+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1666513686517163059</id><published>2007-01-18T15:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:03:31.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Konfekt karlinn góði sem fékk svo oft sokka í jólagjöf ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ra-ZLW6Pf-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2wAdjpaxCtI/s1600-h/hil+og+gummi+addi+fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ra-ZLW6Pf-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2wAdjpaxCtI/s320/hil+og+gummi+addi+fixed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021400529948868578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jæja, mér finnst þetta bara alveg yndisleg mynd af honum Gumma Adda mínum og mér og þurfti ég því að setja hana á bloggið. Karlinn var með danssporin á hreinu eins og sést í þessari mynd. :) Við vorum fyrsta "par" til að taka turn-inn, og það var gert með glans og stæl. Ég mun sakna þín Gummi Addi minn og Guð blessi þig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1666513686517163059?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1666513686517163059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1666513686517163059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1666513686517163059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1666513686517163059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2007/01/konfekt-karlinn-gi-sem-fkk-svo-oft.html' title='Konfekt karlinn góði sem fékk svo oft sokka í jólagjöf ;)'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ra-ZLW6Pf-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2wAdjpaxCtI/s72-c/hil+og+gummi+addi+fixed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-5365505303466103762</id><published>2006-12-25T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:06:52.713Z</updated><title type='text'>December 25th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-5365505303466103762?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/5365505303466103762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=5365505303466103762&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5365505303466103762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/5365505303466103762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-gleileg-jl-from-h-i-l-d.html' title='December 25th'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2855510482002237079</id><published>2006-12-12T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:34:39.403Z</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh home sweet home</title><content type='html'>WELL GUYS... I´M IN THE USA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin the sunshine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys stuck in the snow... i pity you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÚAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;SÓLARGEISLINN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2855510482002237079?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2855510482002237079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2855510482002237079&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2855510482002237079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2855510482002237079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahhhh-home-sweet-home.html' title='ahhhh home sweet home'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8153567758396446244</id><published>2006-12-04T19:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:29:48.325Z</updated><title type='text'>a new hair day</title><content type='html'>Easy guys... don´t comment all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head isn't as detached as I thought it was last night... for I thought that I had forgotten and missed the due-date for one of my assignments but it was revealed to me today that that was not the case. My teacher however did not correct my misconception when I went up to him today and said that I was so sorry and that I thought I was literally going crazy. Kick the little guy when he's down why don't you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a hair-cut today. I think it'll take some time getting used to. I call it my FM 95-7 rocker haircut. I'm not a FM 95-7 rocker person. If you get my drift. It is however a good color so at least I won't have to get used to that also. Changing style is so difficult sometimes. wah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I won't cry you guys a river anymore. Suck it up Hildur (No, I'm not talking about beer here guys.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;fm 95-7 rocker wannabe&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8153567758396446244?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8153567758396446244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8153567758396446244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8153567758396446244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8153567758396446244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-hair-day.html' title='a new hair day'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7238023495103928921</id><published>2006-12-04T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-04T01:17:26.501Z</updated><title type='text'>do you want free beer???</title><content type='html'>Well now that I've got your attention.... I just wanted to tell you all not to be strangers when it comes to writing in the comment area. Since I don't have a guestbook this is the only way that I can keep up with you guys, and if you only knew how much fun I have when checking my comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who don't know, I go "home" on the 9th of des... that's next Saturday LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I CANNOT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the one who is ready to get out of dark Akureyri and into sunny Williamsburg-&lt;br /&gt;hildur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7238023495103928921?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7238023495103928921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7238023495103928921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7238023495103928921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7238023495103928921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-want-free-beer.html' title='do you want free beer???'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2864933656642357037</id><published>2006-12-01T19:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:20:38.311Z</updated><title type='text'>More blooooooperssssss..</title><content type='html'>Yes, well the bloopers just keep on rolling in. This time I have two, we shall see if I actually feel like telling them to you all, or if I want to keep one for later... ;)&lt;br /&gt;So last night Ester and I went to Pub-quiz and tried our best to win a case (24) beers by answering the oh so well written questions of Pub-quiz. The student council of the Social-Science and Legal Department was hosting the night so inevitably there were some political and more political questions asked. Ester and I, being the Political Scientists that we are, did not do so well. Lets just say we got 11 right out of 30. What clever girls. Well, we hung out for a while and then Eva her roommate came and picked us up as we didn´t want to walk home for it was HELLO &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;slippery&lt;/span&gt; outside. While driving we hear a rumble in one of our stomaches and decide to stop by the store right by my apartment building. Since we were all so hungry and greedy we hurry our little asses out of the mini car that Eva owns. You know, those tiny, little cars that clowns drive around on in the circus... yea, that´s her car, with only 3 doors (two in the front and the trunk). Well, good old Hildur gets a little ahead of herself while trying to squeeze herself out of the car, steps one foot out of the car, and ooo oooo her foot starts sliding. While her foot is desperately trying to get some sort of grip, Hildur´s body FLIES OUT OF THE DAMN MINI ASS CAR and she falls STRAIGHT ONTO THE GROUND. There is Hildur, on the ground, feet and hands up in the air... LOOKING LIKE A TURTLE STUCK ON ITS BACK. While LAUGHING HER ASS OFF and not being able to breath because she´s laughing so hard Ester and Eva were almost pissing themselves because they were laughing so hard too!!! I tell you... it was great. Just great. I hung out on the ground for about two minutes trying to catch my breath, and when Ester finally decided to help me up, I just slipped and slid a little more, just to get people a little bit more jolly (while actually trying to get my ass up off the ground). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/1600/931480/Hildur%20on%20back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/320/380883/Hildur%20on%20back.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the great stories that Hildur comes up with. If only they were just that, just stories, but NO, they are my life experiences. Experiences that people won´t let me forget ;) hahahahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE I GOT A SMILE ON YOUR FACES!!!! &lt;br /&gt;*múah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Slip and Slide greetings from Iceland,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2864933656642357037?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2864933656642357037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2864933656642357037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2864933656642357037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2864933656642357037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-blooooooperssssss.html' title='More blooooooperssssss..'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8583127609286025814</id><published>2006-11-29T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:08:54.938Z</updated><title type='text'>One of Hildur´s bloopers...</title><content type='html'>Ok... we all know that I can be a little unlucky and spaced out at times. This good old story popped up today while I was talking to some people at school, Hildur´s great mishaps, and I though I would share it with yall. &lt;br /&gt;So a couple of days after the Halloween party that FSHA organized, one guy from school called me and asked me to publicize on the internet that his friend had lost an Ipod during the party and wanted me to put a "lost" article in the news section on our homepage. I of course forgot to do this since my head was not connected to my body because the Jessup competition was getting &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;oh so&lt;/span&gt; close. Not only did I forget to put the news in, but I also lost all the information that he had given me. Then one day I was sitting in the FSHA office looking out the window and I see this guy whose information I had lost through the window on the other side of the building. I of course jumped out of my seat as fast as I could, ran down the hall not wanting him ditch me, caught a glimpse of him and started calling "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Siggi!!! Siggi!!! SIGGI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;" He casually glimpses at me like I´m a lunatic, but I of course think that he just didn´t hear me so I call again "Siggi!!!" and grab him by the shoulder and turn him around and as I do that he makes eye contact, looks at me like I am LOCO (spanish for crazy) and says "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY NAME IS GUNNAR!&lt;/span&gt;"  I of course tried to save my ass by saying something so dumb like "uuuhhh... you mean like Siggi Gunnar?!"  &lt;br /&gt;So I basically ran down the hall of the school screaming/calling this guy and running after him... CALLING THE BLOODY WRONG NAME. &lt;br /&gt;MÚAHAHAHAHAHHAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8583127609286025814?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8583127609286025814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8583127609286025814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8583127609286025814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8583127609286025814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-of-hildurs-bloopers.html' title='One of Hildur´s bloopers...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8959209003968506536</id><published>2006-11-27T16:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:13:32.107Z</updated><title type='text'>gobble gobble last saturday</title><content type='html'>So "late Thanksgiving" was held in the home of Hildur Sólveig on Saturday. Yes, Hildur had a Thanksgiving dinner and MADE IT ALL BY HERSELF!! Turkey, gravy, mashed potato etc. etc.!!! It was soooooo good. Nothing like a turkey dinner! My turkey looked like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://counties.cce.cornell.edu/suffolk/FCSprograms/holiday_meals/turkey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://counties.cce.cornell.edu/suffolk/FCSprograms/holiday_meals/turkey2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mmm.... deliciouso! AND TONS OF LEFT OVERS, so if you want some turkey you know where to find it!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to get going. I´m taking two courses at the moment, a workshop and a course where I´m supposed to be working on my BA thesis. Loaded man, totally loaded ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE TURKEY WOMAN- &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GOBBLE GOBBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8959209003968506536?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8959209003968506536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8959209003968506536&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8959209003968506536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8959209003968506536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/gobble-gobble-last-saturday.html' title='gobble gobble last saturday'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4157179538833720482</id><published>2006-11-22T20:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:20:28.009Z</updated><title type='text'>My tarot card...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Well guys... this says it all... What great things the life has in store for the devil. great. just great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really &amp;quot;Satan&amp;quot; at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4157179538833720482?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4157179538833720482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4157179538833720482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4157179538833720482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4157179538833720482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-tarot-card.html' title='My tarot card...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7106333862065840942</id><published>2006-11-21T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:27:01.664Z</updated><title type='text'>and on she babbles...</title><content type='html'>Do you know what I cannot stand... more than anything... being pissed off. I think it is one of the worst feelings that I can ever get. Why? Because when I get pissed off, I start to feel these pangs of conscience (samviskubit) for being pissed off. How lame is that? Why can I not just be pissed off in peace eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/1600/512532/IMG_1261%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/320/204743/IMG_1261%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7106333862065840942?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7106333862065840942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7106333862065840942&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7106333862065840942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7106333862065840942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-on-she-babbles.html' title='and on she babbles...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-4540617374333444463</id><published>2006-11-19T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:12:05.963Z</updated><title type='text'>My winter wonderland...</title><content type='html'>Thought I would throw in a picture and show you all how much snow there is in Akureyri right now. Not only is there tons of snow... but it´s HELLO cold too. Yesterday it was like -15 degrees celsius... I stayed inside basically all day... not due to a hangover... but due to the cold. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/1600/298741/IMG_1190%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/320/49190/IMG_1190%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here´s one of Anna on her way to school... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/1600/292163/IMG_1191%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/320/991281/IMG_1191%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the pretty sun-set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/1600/711415/IMG_1192%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5967/876/200/231449/IMG_1192%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... it´s starting to get dark here around 4 p.m. That is such a bummer. Good thing I´m going "home" soon... I cannot wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eskimokiss!&lt;br /&gt;Hildur the ESKIMO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-4540617374333444463?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/4540617374333444463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=4540617374333444463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4540617374333444463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/4540617374333444463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-winter-wonderland.html' title='My winter wonderland...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-2915603901587688321</id><published>2006-11-17T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:10.128Z</updated><title type='text'>another thursday... but at least I wrote on monday!</title><content type='html'>Okay, and this is even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unplanned&lt;/span&gt;! WHAT IS IT WITH THURSDAYS?!!?!?!?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here´s the news... We didn´t win HÍ. What crapy news eh? Well, at least we did a good job... they were good.. we should´ve been better. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I´ve just been completely brain dead since we got home. It probably doesn´t help that it has been snowing 24/7 since Sunday. So basically, it´s a winter wonderland here in Akureyri and Hildur´s little head (oh how incorrect that is... considering my head is the size of a basketball) is off in some other place... full of marshmellows and snowmen that walk around with black hats on their heads. Beautiful!! I thought I would do a nice gesture today and decided to gather some crumbs and throw them on the snow on my balcony to feed the birds... to get in the magical snowland mood... but none came... I wasted several slices of bread for the birds that never were... clever girl. But seriously, Anna and I could make a snowhouse on our balcony if we could get open the door. Whereas the snow is blocking the door, I don´t think we´ll make an attempt, unless we get snow-house crazy. Then we´ll do it. My friend Hilmar and his girlfriends son were throwing snowballs at me and Dagný when I got home today... I was about to tackle Hilmar and sit on his back with his face in the snow until his nose fell off... but I didn´t. Thought I would be the bigger man and not part-take in such non-sense... cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really don´t have much to say... I feel like my blogs keep getting more borring... considering the comments I get I have a feeling like no one is reading this stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOW ME SOME LOVE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah!&lt;br /&gt;Hildur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-2915603901587688321?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/2915603901587688321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=2915603901587688321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2915603901587688321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/2915603901587688321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-thursday-but-at-least-i-wrote.html' title='another thursday... but at least I wrote on monday!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-8643405647199489917</id><published>2006-11-13T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:52:02.323Z</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IS THE DAY OF ALL DAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Jessup Moot Court Competition is today at 17:00!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The place: Héraðsdómur RVK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please everybody cross your fingers and wish us luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE ARE GOING TO KICK SOME HÍ ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the oh so nervouse one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-8643405647199489917?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/8643405647199489917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=8643405647199489917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8643405647199489917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/8643405647199489917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-day-of-all-days.html' title='TODAY IS THE DAY OF ALL DAYS!!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-414527099476923501</id><published>2006-11-09T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:08:50.833Z</updated><title type='text'>another thursday...!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/1600/IMG_1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/320/IMG_1104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I don´t know what´s up with the thursday thing... Maybe when I realize that it´s been a week since I wrote last time, I start to get a little nervouse and feel some sort of obligation to write. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the big 80th birthday party in Suðureyri went really well! IT WAS SPECTACULAR! The old man was so happy and the whole family was soooo glad to see each other. I will tell you, all of the cousins... my cousins and I and the rest of all of us... THE FAMILY... are all such good friends! If I could could get a dollar for all the parties that have consisted basically only of family... I would be a rich rich rich girl. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT IS MY POINT? when you are in a place that consists of 350 people... you have no friends other than family&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jessup is on Monday... MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY... I think of this day and I see doomsday! No, just kidding... we´ve been getting some good practicesi in and all so It´ll be really fun to see how we do... cross your fingers!!!! And all of you who are in RVK on monday... I think the competition is supposed to be around 17:00, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME WATCH US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-414527099476923501?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/414527099476923501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=414527099476923501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/414527099476923501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/414527099476923501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-thursday.html' title='another thursday...!?!?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-6094172048028852505</id><published>2006-11-02T03:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T04:02:34.820Z</updated><title type='text'>My life sucks at the moment...</title><content type='html'>Oh my God... I have to write something so you people don´t think I´m dead or stop visiting my blog... the things I have to do to keep you guys interested in me ;) Harhar!&lt;br /&gt;So there was an earthquake today... we were sitting in the classroom and felt the building move. It was pretty cool and was most definitely a first. The earth moved under my feet ;) Speaking of earthmoving events... NONE OF THOSE HAVE HAPPENED LATELY. Yes, I tell you all the truth. My life consists of Jessup, Jessup, Jessup, Class, FSHA, FSHA, FSHA, JESSUP, CLASS, JESSUP, JESSUP... I do believe I have made my point. &lt;br /&gt;I´m going to Suðureyri on Friday morning... I CANNOT WAIT!!!!! A weekend away from Akureyri is just what I need at the moment... just what I need... and not to mention seeing the ENTIRE family there!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The old man is turning 80, my most favouritist old man** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic Immunity Lawyer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-6094172048028852505?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/6094172048028852505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=6094172048028852505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6094172048028852505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/6094172048028852505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-life-sucks-at-moment.html' title='My life sucks at the moment...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7042211427813648037</id><published>2006-10-19T20:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:42:55.725Z</updated><title type='text'>What's up with Thursdays?</title><content type='html'>What is it about me and Thursdays? Maybe knowing that I don't have class on Fridays makes me feel somewhat better and let myself sit in front of the computer and reminise about the week just passed. &lt;br /&gt;So Jessup is not too far away... holy smokes! We were talking with one of our coaches about having several panels a week. That's crazy, but hey... Jessup is crazy. Damn I hope we beat HÍ!! &lt;br /&gt;So Hildur the American keeps on having an impact on the social life here at the University of Akureyri. Our Halloween party is going to be on the 28. October. We have rented a huge ass hall that will include DJ Hildur, huge dance floor, a really nice bar, tons of fun, scary, dead looking people and splendid decorations! I cannot wait... it's going to be crazy! Don't know what I'm going to be yet, but there will be pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;My mother is coming to Iceland next week and will be here for 2 weeks, and then the family may be coming to Iceland the first week of November because of my grandfathers birthday!!!! WOOHOO... lets just hope that I will be able to go to the birthday party also... it's the week before Jessup :(&lt;br /&gt;One last thing... This week my professor had a little lecture about CUPL, China University of Political Science and Law, that is located in Beijing. I think you all should know that that's where my road is leading me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is getting long, and I'm soooo tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hildur Homeslice-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7042211427813648037?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7042211427813648037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7042211427813648037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7042211427813648037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7042211427813648037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-up-with-thursdays.html' title='What&apos;s up with Thursdays?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-3103481297186058959</id><published>2006-10-12T11:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-12T11:19:12.902Z</updated><title type='text'>And thursday it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/1600/IMG_0837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/320/IMG_0837.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well… Chinese law, eh? A shiver runs down my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I’ve told you all, but the 2nd and 3rd years of law are all together in the same class this year. That means that my class, consisting of 10 ppl and the 2nd year, consisting of about 20-25 are together taking Chinese Law at the moment. This is fun indeed. More fun than sitting in class: the coffee breaks. We talk about such funny stuff, yesterday the conversation trailed from someone’s grandma, to old people, to disabled people, to suicide. What a way to lighten up your day huh? HAHA, but no, we’re fun people to hang around during the break… at least that’s what I tell them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow disappeared yesterday, thank Deus!!! I really was not ready for the winter yet…. lets hope that Jack Frost holds out on the North Pole a little while longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Tuesday I went to a Body Pump class. Today I can barely walk. Seriously, I’m limping around trying to remember to put one foot in front of the other. If I touch the front of my thigh I scream out in pain. What a freakin wimp eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Limpy-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-3103481297186058959?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/3103481297186058959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=3103481297186058959&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3103481297186058959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/3103481297186058959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-thursday-it-is.html' title='And thursday it is...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-1626110331927342480</id><published>2006-10-09T11:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:42:20.942Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/1600/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5967/876/320/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... Well the Sprellmót is over! HALLELUJA! IT WAS SO MUCH FUN and everything ran smoothly. Well, we did forget the bongs for the beer bong contest, but that was all right because we then just decided to have the beer bong competition during the evening before the song contest! So many people came during the evening and things just went so well... I was a happy camper!&lt;br /&gt;So now I feel like a weight has been lifted and I don´t have a care in the world. We know that is not the case though. I have to study for Jessup, I have to study for the Chinese Law course that I´m in right now and I have to do Student Council stuff. Well, at least the Sprellmót is done. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT... the mountain-tops here in Akureyri have turned white. Not just the  mountain-tops, but rather most of the mountain-side. DARN DARN DARN! Winter is coming and I´m not ready for it. This morning when I was jumping into Magga Lilja´s car I had to pull with all my might to open the damn door. Jack Frost was playing a trick on me and decided to freeze the door to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;h.s.e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-1626110331927342480?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/1626110331927342480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=1626110331927342480&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1626110331927342480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/1626110331927342480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-7251462790041335255</id><published>2006-10-05T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:39:43.936Z</updated><title type='text'>On the RaDiO... o o!!</title><content type='html'>BADDÝ AND HILDUR ARE ON THE RADIO IN ICELAND AS WE SPEAK. GO TO WWW.VOICE.IS AND LISTEN TO US... WE´RE ONLY ON FOR 2 HOURS, SO HUUURRRRRRYYYYYY UP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-7251462790041335255?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/7251462790041335255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=7251462790041335255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7251462790041335255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/7251462790041335255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-radio-o-o.html' title='On the RaDiO... o o!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115998692840373839</id><published>2006-10-04T18:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:35:28.463Z</updated><title type='text'>shy, loud, sex, deaf????</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I was a little bit more shy... or not so aggressively talkative to people. Would that make me borring or would people be more curious about me. Are people maybe curious why a person is not shy? Shy people are often talked about as having many "secrets" and double-lives...damn spies... but do loud people not have exactly the same "secrets" and so on and so forth. I think it is safe to say that I am not quite. Is being loud the same as not being shy? Or do I just have a hearing problem? My mother was one day checking to see if I heard all right and snuck up behind me and whispered "Hildur..." and I was like... mom, what are doing?!? Obviously I´m not hard of hearing, just damn loud. Hilmar, one of my friends here in Akureyri says sex makes the hearing better.... I wonder what message he is trying to get through...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- say what?! Hildur -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115998692840373839?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115998692840373839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115998692840373839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115998692840373839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115998692840373839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/shy-loud-sex-deaf.html' title='shy, loud, sex, deaf????'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115980991186103587</id><published>2006-10-02T17:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:31:13.160Z</updated><title type='text'>And the nerding continued</title><content type='html'>I am a nerd... yes I know... Nerd nerd NerD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who is going to let me take their picture?! wuahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/IMG_0730.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/IMG_0730.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/teiknimynd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/teiknimynd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115980991186103587?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115980991186103587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115980991186103587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115980991186103587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115980991186103587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-nerding-continued.html' title='And the nerding continued'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115975449490139757</id><published>2006-10-02T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:01:34.923Z</updated><title type='text'>I love it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/white.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new camera is so cool!!!! I love it, and especially because it came with some really cool photoshop wannabe program and it makes the pictures that I take look really cool and it's just the awesomest!! My boasting is over now.&lt;br /&gt;So what has been happening in the world of Hildur... Well, my GRAND Jessup team is going to go directly  against the University of Iceland. The 4th years are going to do another competition... so right now we are just reading and reading and reading, trying to get smarter and smarter. I think I will be a genious after about 4 months. Anyone want to make a bet on that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sprellmótið is on Friday. For those of you who don't know what Sprellmótið is... IT IS THE MOST FUNNEST DAY OF THE SCHOOL YEAR! It is a competition between the students of the departments of the University. The events being a beer relay, shot relay, eating competition, beer bong, tug-a-rope and the grand old COSTUME CONTEST! I have a feeling that the costumes this year will be very interesting... I have a feeling that the Department of Social Sciences and Law will win though. We are the best after all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I am sitting in my bed with a Blue Lagoon mask on my face... very glad no one is home to see my white-masked face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIL HAMINGJU ÆVAR OG TITIKAHN! A little angel arrived this morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I bid good night. Hopefully I´ll be able to put the damn camera down and stop taking pictures of everything in my apartment. We shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hSe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115975449490139757?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115975449490139757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115975449490139757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115975449490139757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115975449490139757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-it.html' title='I love it...'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115937070828823493</id><published>2006-09-27T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:25:08.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/Lagasprell%202006%20172%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/Lagasprell%202006%20172%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIL HAMINGJU MEÐ AFMÆLIÐ MAGGA STÍNA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115937070828823493?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115937070828823493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115937070828823493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115937070828823493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115937070828823493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/09/til-hamingju-me-afmli-magga-stna.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115877524009233392</id><published>2006-09-20T17:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:00:41.090Z</updated><title type='text'>so excited once again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/400/crazy%20005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/400/crazy%20005.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she's done it. Plugged herself into the Jessup International Law Moot Court Competition. We shall see if my team has to compete against the 4th year students at the University of Akureyri, or if we go directly against the University of Iceland at the end of October. This will all become clear on Friday... So, if anyone has any downers, then please have contact to the girl in the red apartment building who is FLIPPING SHIT because she's so EXCITED! Thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115877524009233392?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115877524009233392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115877524009233392&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115877524009233392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115877524009233392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-excited-once-again_20.html' title='so excited once again!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115807281058849089</id><published>2006-09-12T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-12T14:55:04.816Z</updated><title type='text'>WHOAH WHAT A WEEKEND!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rafting.is/bilder/east_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.rafting.is/bilder/east_06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I would not be lying to you all if I said that I had one of the funnest days of my life on Saturday. Kumpáni went WHITE WATER RAFTING! The most dangerous river in Iceland, and one of the most dangerous rivers in Europe! And I´ll tell you, it was crazy. We flipped over, I got stuck under the boat, paddles were everywhere, we were drenched, jumped off a 8 m. cliff (sólveig tried) and IT WAS CRAZY! Oh it was such a fun trip... the kids at school are still talking about it! If you go to &lt;a href="http://www.rafting.is"&gt;www.rafting.is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see more information about the river. It also didn´t hurt that the guides were MAD HOT!! I think I´ll have to start making that trip weekly ;) I have the feeling that if I start making that trip they´re going to leave the country. I think our guide got enough of us. I was talking constantly. Amphetamine American style! Sólveig started singing : Sail away with me honey, and then I turn my whole body, point at the guide and scream/sing I PUT MY HEART IN YOUR HAND. He also asked us not to embarrass him, had me pulled off the boat when I asked him whether he didn´t like having us on his boat, yelled at Dagný for being too cold and not swimming to the boat, told Sólveig he wasn´t sure if he wanted to have her on his boat, AND... well, I think that´s enough for now. :) He was awesome though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrefna, my classmate, and I almost just jumped in her car and drove to Sauðarkrókur. We´re going to have to make that trip sometime soon. I´ve gotsa visit a good old couple there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator has been playing games again. Yesterday it was broke. AS A JOKE. No but seriously, it´s starting to get to be a little too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sail away with me hildur-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115807281058849089?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115807281058849089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115807281058849089&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115807281058849089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115807281058849089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoah-what-weekend.html' title='WHOAH WHAT A WEEKEND!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115756408703511802</id><published>2006-09-06T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:34:47.156Z</updated><title type='text'>skeletonization clear</title><content type='html'>They have finally fixed the elevator in my apartment building. I was starting to get worried that I would shrivel up because of how often I was walking up and down the stairs. I could just hear my fat cells screaming aur voi (because they're french) and I was starting to get a little worried that in no time I would just become a skeleton. Thank God they fixed that elevator!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a report on domicile. If anyone has any input, then please comment below. I only want very educated comments, so if you're stupid, please don't write anything. After all, I am at the University level. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==== hildur=====&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115756408703511802?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115756408703511802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115756408703511802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115756408703511802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115756408703511802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/09/skeletonization-clear.html' title='skeletonization clear'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115690103211649029</id><published>2006-08-30T01:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:23:52.136Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/IMG_0054.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/IMG_0054.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/IMG_0063.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/200/IMG_0063.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say it... I heart this little one :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115690103211649029?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115690103211649029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115690103211649029&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115690103211649029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115690103211649029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-to-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115681157858555749</id><published>2006-08-29T00:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:32:58.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Nurses and playboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/Gr%3F%3Fmuball%20004%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/Gr%3F%3Fmuball%20004%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was going through some pictures today finding ones to give to Dagný to put on www.fsha.is, I found this picture... and I just had to chuckle a little bit. It´s not too often that you see a dude, wearing a nurses dress, drinking beer and looking at a dirty magazine with such curiousity. Harharhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, orientation week is over, and I can not be so happy. I WAS DEAD ON SUNDAY. And today I had to take a nap. Lets just say that I was tired because of the busy week, not because of the gallons of golden water and black shots that were taken during the course of a week and a half :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather today in Akureyri has been crap. Crap, crap, CrAp, cRaP, CRAP! Remindes me of Hurricane Floyd.... wink wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to bed. The pictures keep rolling in and you can click on the links here to the side.&lt;br /&gt;-Hildur Sólveig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115681157858555749?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115681157858555749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115681157858555749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115681157858555749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115681157858555749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/08/nurses-and-playboy.html' title='Nurses and playboy'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115638445713450907</id><published>2006-08-24T01:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:54:17.166Z</updated><title type='text'>finally an update</title><content type='html'>Alllllll right already... this bloglessness is getting to be a little pathetic. Time to stop the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as most of you would already know... I am back in Akureyri, Iceland. Great times great times. Orientation week for the new students started on Monday and is going strong the entire week. So that means party party and a little more par to the ty. Well, that's all good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with my friend Dagny for the time being... until the 31st of August. In a way I feel like Harry Potter... where he was in the closet under the stairs, my room is the storage room! Oh the abuse, the abuse, and I don't get to use my magic in the house!  Then when she gets visitors over, I make a havoc by hovering my suitcases, guitar and huge ol box around the room until all of a sudden it drops and looks like a bomb of clothes has just exploded. No I'm ooonlyyy kidding... my Harry Potter closet has a window and I sleep on a "bed"! ... but I will not talk about all the crap that follows me! HAHAHA! Dagny and I have been having grand old fun... haven't had to cook yet... loving the orientation week whereas we get so much food at the events!! Good stuff man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've taken billions of pictures on my spankin new camera and I have to download them asap onto the computer and throw them into my picture page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115638445713450907?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115638445713450907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115638445713450907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115638445713450907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115638445713450907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-update.html' title='finally an update'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115448497395959872</id><published>2006-08-02T02:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-02T02:16:14.003Z</updated><title type='text'>GOOD DAY WILLY!!</title><content type='html'>Well people... I have gotten myself a photo-page once again. This one is much more convenient and I hope you guys check out the pics and enjoy. The ones from the summer of 2004 are whack... a lot of hanging out with the good old Einarsson's!! :) OLÉ OLÉ OLÉ OLÉ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleeping in your own bed is probably the best feeling in the world. Even though you may not be sleeping, just hanging out in your own bed is awesome. I second that idea that was in Sex and the City about making a bar called Bed. Beds all over the place... one would just have to be careful not to catch any bed-bugs. YIKES! We picked up the dogs today too... they could not have been more happy to see us. I´ll have to take some pictures now that I´m in the burg and can steel two cameras. Arni got a new camera in San Diego the other day that he´s been waving in my face since I saw him today... so I think I deserve some alone-time with it. I´ve been teaching him on guitar all day... in between me loading the washing machine. Clean my precious clothes from the Washington smog. I love being home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magni did quite a good job tonight during Rockstar Supernova... I thought he was a bit nervous, but he definitely pulled through! Hope you all are voting for him as I write this... I already did. Several times :D Hey, support the eskimos! &lt;a href="http://www.rockstar.msn.com"&gt;www.rockstar.msn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-h-s-e-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115448497395959872?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115448497395959872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115448497395959872&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115448497395959872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115448497395959872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-day-willy.html' title='GOOD DAY WILLY!!'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115410905085578436</id><published>2006-07-28T17:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-28T17:50:50.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to Cambridge Massachusettes!!!! Monday´s my last day at work... and I only have to spend 1 more night in D.C.! YIPPPEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I´ll keep yall maybe updated on Camb... but don´t hold your breath for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I´M OUT&lt;br /&gt;hilds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115410905085578436?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115410905085578436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115410905085578436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115410905085578436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115410905085578436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/07/off-to-cambridge-massachusettes.html' title=''/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115384138371074224</id><published>2006-07-25T15:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:29:43.743Z</updated><title type='text'>the fifth day</title><content type='html'>Rightyó... well, I am just counting the days now. Although I really like to be in the embassy, I am ready to head on home and just relax. Also just to get the bloody hell out of the house where I´m staying and go home :D That´s another story... that will probably not be told here ever. So Cambridge Massachusettes here I come.... well, on friday. That´ll be a really nice little vacation. I´ll finally go to New England... a place that I have totally imagined in my mind. Crab boats, docks, cool breeze, salt/fish smell in the air... love it, and we shall see if it´s an image of mind that comes to life.&lt;br /&gt;So Amma Níní´s birthday was on Saturday, as was Alexander Hrafn´s, Auður´s and Ársæll´s little one,  baptised on Saturday. Really sucks not being there for those two events. But I guess it´s as they say... you can´t be in two places at once. Well... gotta get back to work. Counting the days... counting the days... 4 days after this day and then I´m off to Willy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HiLds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115384138371074224?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115384138371074224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115384138371074224&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115384138371074224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115384138371074224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifth-day.html' title='the fifth day'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115349449202499217</id><published>2006-07-21T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:08:12.176Z</updated><title type='text'>sushi-go-where-?</title><content type='html'>I am such a loser. So yesterday I was supposed to meet all those interns and hang out with them and most likely make life-long friends that would be with me to the grave... but no... Hildur forgets the little paper that she wrote the name and location of the restaurant at work. Of course she does not remember anything she wrote down... except that the restaurant is somewhere in Adams Morgan and that it is a sushi restaurant. Well, let us see... a million restaurants in Adams Morgan and many of them sell sushi. At least I burned some calories while my face was leaking down onto my shirt. So I definitely roamed around a lot. But then I bumped into the guy who also lives in the house and we went out for drinks. At one of the places drinks were on the house for ladies... so I drank. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well... better get back to work... very important business awaits me... right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115349449202499217?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115349449202499217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115349449202499217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115349449202499217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115349449202499217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/07/sushi-go-where.html' title='sushi-go-where-?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115337225109224417</id><published>2006-07-20T04:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:10:51.126Z</updated><title type='text'>feeling down...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/2006%20Akureyri%20203%20%28Small%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/2006%20Akureyri%20203%20%28Small%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/1600/FSHA%20h%3F%3Fsk%3F%3Flar%20%3F%3F%20heims%3F%3Fkn%20BETA%20025%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5491/429/320/FSHA%20h%3F%3Fsk%3F%3Flar%20%3F%3F%20heims%3F%3Fkn%20BETA%20025%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115337225109224417?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115337225109224417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115337225109224417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115337225109224417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115337225109224417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-down.html' title='feeling down...?'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182159.post-115332666369988057</id><published>2006-07-19T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:31:03.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>Well wouldn´t you know it... Hildur just got invited to a “intern get-together” at a Sushi bar tomorrow!! Haha, oh how long the little lady has been waiting for this. ;) Yeayeayea, well I´m gonna go, hopefully it´ll be fun, and if it isn´t, then there´s sushi!&lt;br /&gt;I went to a spinning class yesterday at the gym and today I am walking around like a penguin. Did you March of the Penguins? Yes, today I am able to convince people that I was the one to first dive into the ocean in that movie. SAY WHAT? No but seriously, not only that, but yesterday morning I kicked my guitar case so freakin hard that I though my toe was going to fall off. That is why it´s comfy shoe day. Love the comfiness.&lt;br /&gt;So the building across from me is having its windows cleaned. There is a cart hanging outside of a window. That´s some scary shit. I would never recomend anyone that job.&lt;br /&gt;So... about the Israelis attacking Lebanon... that´s shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xHx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182159-115332666369988057?l=hilduriceland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/feeds/115332666369988057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182159&amp;postID=115332666369988057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115332666369988057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182159/posts/default/115332666369988057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriceland.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>Hildur Sólveig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364843139886595196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_a0wqUaqctiQ/Ru1vBl9crMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pykF57d2BG8/s200/IMG_3238+%28Small%29.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
