The Story of One Fish

All right... so back in the USA, have been for about two weeks, and no blog. Sorry about that... won't happen again. So, my current status is as follows, jobless, i'm a red head now, LOVE being at home, all coffeed up from Aroma's coffee and just hanging with my Williamsburg crew. For those who saw me in Iceland when I had just got my hair done, it has faded a lot. It's not as bright red as it was before (still red though, and lookin good)! My job hunt isn't going too well, the job people need to START CALLING ME! ugh!
So, last Friday I went to Richmond with a couple of kids, and I just have to tell this HALLARIOUS story. These two guys were arguing about some shit and they got to fighting. The fighting kept going on, until one of the guys realized that the other had brought his Chinese Fighting Fish into the house. So, this guy (who did not own the fish) takes the jar that the fish was in, runs down the street with it, AND EATS THE DAMN FISH! HE SWALLOWS IT WHOLE! THE DUDE'S FISH THAT HAD BEEN IN THE FAMILY FOR 6 MONTHS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Damn, it is hallarious! The EX-owner of the fish wasn't too happy though, it was a part of his family member you know... i mean come on. :) (Ég er að segja ykkur það, hann var alveg brjálaður og bað gaurinn að kaupa annan gullfisk handa honum. Hann var alveg brjálaður! ótrúlega ótrúlega ótrúlega fyndið!!!)
All right, i'm going to go try to find a job... i tell ya, it's gonna be Hooters... haha!
BIÐ AÐ HEILSA ÖLLUM Á KLAKANUM!
xoxo
non-fish eater
aka Hildur Sólveig