﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Save some trees, have a blog</title><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/</link><description>pretty gay</description><copyright>(c) 2007, BlogCentral.is, All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>60</ttl><item><title>umsögn á hótelið</title><description>ég er komin heim elskan ég er komin heim elskan halló krakkar halló krakkar borgnesingarnir okkar eru í þessum töluðu orðum að spretta hingað í fjörðinn og tilhlökkunin ómar um salinn!! :D og ef ég þekki okkur rétt eigum við eftir að smakka vín og færsla einhvern skandalinn herna inná!&lt;br /&gt;svo já það eru hátiðarhöld þessa helgina krakkarnir okkar búnir með grunnskólann og svona :D ...mér finnst við erla hafa verið að klára þetta bara fyrir nokkrum mán og komast á böll. allavega já og svo er það sumarbústaður hja mér allavega næstu helgi að eg held og allir glaðir.&lt;br /&gt;halla er komin með gleraugu, það er nýsta slúðrið og eftir erla náði bóklega hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2hgh1xf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ég og dabbi han á balli í árgarði&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/5/9/umsogn-a-hotelid/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/5/9/umsogn-a-hotelid/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 17:08:43 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>FÓLK TIL SÖLU !</title><description>&lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;erum að selja æðislega krakka á hlægilegu verði ! &lt;br /&gt;erum með allar tegundir, massaða gaura, ljótar stelpur, loðna menn, flatbrjósta konur, stórfætt undabörn, nefndu það og við erum með það ! og ef við erum ekki með það - reddum við því, því að þú okkar kæri viðskiptavinur ert okkar númer eitt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hringdu inn í 4568366 og pantaðu Núna! - ef við svörum ekki, er það vegna álags og þá hringjum við í þig til baka!&lt;br /&gt; - allann daginn, alla vikuna, allann mánuðinn þangað til þú svarar og ef þú svarar ekki geturu kvatt fjölskilduna þína, köttinn þinn og uppáhalds peysuna þína!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;folktilsolu.ehf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/22/folk-til-solu/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/22/folk-til-solu/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 12:20:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>won't you meet me half way</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma"&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="DDVSFS383.png candytease image by Site_packy" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/Site_packy/Adriana%20Lima/DDVSFS383.png" /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="DDVSFS382.png candytease image by Site_packy" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/Site_packy/Adriana%20Lima/DDVSFS382.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ég er að spá í breyta nanfinu á þessari síðu í þóra-queens myndi passa betur við. en annars er bara 10 dagar í samrænduprófin :$  veit ekki hvort ég sé að fara að ná þessu guð. og þarf líka að taka dönsku prófið og náttúrufræði sama dag..:/  en ef það er stutt í samrænduprófin er líka stutt í að skólinn verði  búinn! :)  Þá tekur þetta sweeeet sumar við!  vinna hjá dodda, spila fótbolta, djamma og einn mánuður í Bandaríkjunum .. nice :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danirnir eru að koma í næstu viku. ég er með Elínu og Silju við tökum tvo svoleiðis. þetta er svo fyndið það er alltaf talað um Danina eins og þeir séu hundar á uppboði eða eithvað, bara já ég pantaði þennan . . :D  en já þeir gista hjá mér í eina nótt og við förum eithvað öll saman held ég í eina nótt :) funness. og svo er Árshátíð Friðar á miðvikudaginn og samrænduprófin byrja svo þriðjudaginn eftir það.. þannig það er mjög mikið að gera þessa dagana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="07aq5.jpg missdivamicha image by Site_packy" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/Site_packy/Adriana%20Lima/07aq5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="09dp5.jpg missdivamicha image by Site_packy" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/Site_packy/Adriana%20Lima/09dp5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="10pd5.jpg missdivamicha image by Site_packy" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/Site_packy/Adriana%20Lima/10pd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;við í Meistaraflokki erum að spila á morgun á Akureiri við Fjarðabyggð minnir mig. Annar bikarleikurinn og vonandi fer hann betur en seinast.. við erum með nokkuð sterkt lið núna þótt að það vanti Hjördísi og einhverjar fleiri held ég.  En þetta fer vel :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinustu Helgi var skellt sér á Söngvakeppni Framhaldsskólana. það var ótrúlega gaman.. þótt að söngvakeppnin hafi verið svolítið langdregin.. samt var ballið eftir geggjað :) og ég samt man ekki mikið hvað gerðist þarna .. ekki neit sem stendur svona út nema ég og erla sváfum á einhverjum borðum í VMA hliðiná bara einhverjum náunga í leðurjakka haha! og svo já MAMMA, PABBI LANGAÐI BARA AÐ MISSA SVEINDÓMIN náunginn. og sandra varð full/reið :D hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ég ætla að fara .. :) Heyri í ykkur seinna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/19/wont-you-meet-me-half-way/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/19/wont-you-meet-me-half-way/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 17:26:26 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>áskorun mánaðarins </title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;Jæja góðir hálsar. áskorun mánaðarins er ::&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;font size="6"&gt;AÐ ERLA BJÖRT BJÖRNSDÓTTIR BLOGGI!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/4/askorun-manadarins/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/4/4/askorun-manadarins/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 20:17:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Hey jude</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Þessi dagur er búinn að vera frábær sérstaklega miðað við sunnudagur :D ég og halla búnar að vera bara að rúnta og vera töff, fara 18 sinnum í búðina fyrir móður og versla tóbak undir lögaldri eins og glæpamenn.&lt;br /&gt;Þrifum lika drossíuna þar sem bjórinn hans heimska dabba han fór útum allt gólk á aftursætinu og lika á mig þar sem ég þurfti að sitja með kassan hans þegar við vorum að skutla :D já núna first get ég farið að trilla tínsurnar á nýfþryfnum kagganum hahhahahah! fermingarstrákarnir eru svo hawt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Í gær voru svo teknir nokkrir hringir á súkkuni ég ætlaði nú að vera dræver en ætli ég hafi ekki beilað á því þar sem að það gekk ekkert þegar ég var arð skipa ingólfi að hrynja í það og hann vildi ekkert með það hafa heldur bauð mér áfengið sitt og ég er ekki vön að neita þannig löguðu ..&lt;br /&gt;hinsvegar stóð davíð nokkur hannes sig stórfenglega í því og fannst lífið ótrúlega frábært og hló morðingja hlátrinum sínum eins og enginn væri morgundagurinn! og líka einar ingvi þar sem hann var jú að afsveina sig í barferðum þar sem aldurinn er kominn! til hamignu með það sveitta spöngin þin! :D EN enginn stóð sig jafn vel og hann Nongur okkar og var að berja mann og annann á milli þess þar sem hann lá í jörðinni og fann ekki fyrir tungunni á sér vegna ölvunar, allavega gat drengurinn ekki mælt skakt orð án þess að slefa yfir sig allann og kallaði alla sem hann sá binni.&lt;br /&gt;Einnig tókst erlu björt að drekka kampavín og fleira án þess að kasta upp eða liggja eftir í baðkari þessi elska :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svo er það blö ball 22 :D ég er allavega að fara og hrista hráefnið og þóra og erla þið komið með mér og við dettum í það allar saman loksins! :D ég er að fara suður með tónlistarklúbbnum á þriðjudaginn og er að reyna að ákveða mig hvort ég ætti að vera eftir og fara á cascada þennann hæfileikaríka og frumlega tónlistar mann hahahahahahhah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;þetta var kæradagbók blogg eins og þau gerast vest held ég! kem með e-ð fyndið næst þar sem við erum að fara að peppa þetta bloggsvæði okkar upp stelpur? :D þóra og sandra eiga e-rjar myndir sem geta komið inn við tækifæri og ég gerði nýtt um mig um daginn! hohohoho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="free-cat.jpg free cat image by babyjuice88" src="http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj155/babyjuice88/free-cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og nú brosir hjartað hans dabbahan! :D&lt;br /&gt;bless krakkar :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/3/16/hey-jude/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/3/16/hey-jude/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 19:19:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>low low low low</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;font color="#c71585"&gt;np;; flo rida - low ;)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" alt="14stree600.jpg step up 2 image by blondebby94" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj315/blondebby94/14stree600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;góðann daginn :) Þessi bloggsíða er allveg að meika'ða! við sökkum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það er samt svo mikið að gera þessa dagana .. finn mér ekki tíma til að fara í þessa blessuðu tölfu, þannig ég nota bara skólatíma í það heh :P já, þessi blessaða skilaboðaskjóða er allveg að gera sitt sko! enda ég sýningarstjóri.. ef þú ert ekki búinn að fara ættiru að skella þér eða ef þú ert búinn að sjá það ættiru að skella þér aftur! :) gera allt til að styðja 10b ha? en já.. ég verð núna í dag í skólanum til hálf fjögur og svo í bifröst frá hálf fjögur til 10 þetta æðislega líf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en jeij! Páskaeggið mitt er komið! verð bara að finna tíma til að ná í það! :D og svo eru þá náttúrulega páskarnir að koma.. þá kemur dýrið heim til mín :) og svo koma allir heim!!!! :D jeij allt gamala crowd'ið að koma saman og hafa gaman.. páska ball líka 22.mars :) með á móti sól á blö .. allir mæta huh? :) ég held að planið sé að sleppa Cascada vegna peningaleysis og stað til að vera leysis :(:) en svo er það bara páskaball :) djammmmen;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EN já, stelpur hölsum þessari síðu uppi c'mon! :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/3/13/low-low-low-low/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/3/13/low-low-low-low/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 12:44:10 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>fallegasti maður á jörðinni</title><description>&lt;a id="ctl00_cpMain_ViewImageControl_Skin_ucImageView_PhotoNoter1_hypImageNext" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=268595891&amp;amp;albumID=254043&amp;amp;imageID=736296"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="userImage" src="http://a722.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/61/l_4eb0bbaf44cfe2de65c5021d0e3ff9b9.jpg" onload="FixImage();" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hér er ljósmynd af bræðingnum sem er sautján ára gamall í dag og flutti til keflavikur þvi allr strákar á króknum voru að missa sjálfvirðinguna þvi þeir voru ekkert í samanburði við hann arnar skúla atlason! hetjan okkar &amp;lt;333333333333333333333333 elskum þig takk fyrir að vera til DRULLAÐU ÞÉR Á PALLABALL NÆSTU HELGI OG TAKTU STRÁKANA MEÐ ÞÉR !</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/26/fallegasti-madur-a-jordinni/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/26/fallegasti-madur-a-jordinni/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 01:19:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>rock on</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The Landlady&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Enska 203&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Billy Weaver is a seventeen year old boy who wants to be a buissness man, and there for walked in life brisk and intependent. He was on a afternoon train going from London, changed trains at Swindon and endid up in Bath, wich is a city with fancy and rich nightclubs, wich he had tented to visit. &lt;br /&gt;Now he was only seventeen and didnt have all the money in the world – yet, so he went down the street looking for a cheep hotel, he asked around and was pointed to walk down the street, cause there was a little hotel there named. &lt;br /&gt;He walked down the street and noticed there were no stores og shops, only tall houses both ways on the street. He came down to an old house, small and dark, he took a look and wondered about it, there was a notice that said “Bed and Breakfast” and under it there was a vase of pussy-willows, it looked tall and beautiful, it all looked very beautiful beside green curtains in the window. He decidet he wanted to take a closer look and went in, inside he saw, in the half-darkness that it had alot of old furniturs, the livingroom had a piano and a big sofa and there were stuffed animals all over the room. Billy had never before stayd at a boarding house and frankly the thought of it was uncomfortrable, as he was starting to walk back and find another place this sign hit him, “Bed and Breakfast” it said, there was something that told him to stay and he walked back to the door  and rang the bell, in less then a second an old lady answered the door, Billy was surprisec how quick she was to the door and some something like “I saw the notise in the window” –though he was holding himself back, “Yes I know” tha old lady said, “and I was wondering about a room” Billy answered. “It’s all ready for you dear” the lady with the pink rounded face and bright blue eyes said. She was very welcoming and asked him to come in out of the cold, Billy asked how much she charged and she said just five and sixpence, he was so surprised and went with it.&lt;br /&gt;She was nice, took his code and hat and hun them up, he noticed there were no other jackets, umbrellas og anything hangin, none. She showed him up to his room, it was not to big but warm and cosy, she asked him for a name and if he would care for something to eat, he answered Billy Weaver was his name and no thanks he was more then full, she said okey to that but asked him to sign a guestbook down stares in the livingroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;After unbacking his suitcase and washing his he went down stares, he looked around the livingroom but didnt see the old lady, he on the other hand did see the book, wrote his name and adress and saw that only two other persons had written in it. Christoger Muldholland and Georgy W. Temple.&lt;br /&gt;She came with a tee and they started talking about the stuffed animals in the livingroom, she told him she made them her self and did that with all of her animals that past away, but when he started asking about the two other men in the guesstbook she told him they had bin here for many years and noone had asked about them exempt “only you dear” she said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/22/rock-on/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/22/rock-on/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 13:32:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Ónefnd færsla</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x13/blonde_gangsta420/notebook.jpg" alt="notebook.jpg notebook image by blonde_gangsta420" width="160" height="143" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="3"&gt;g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ann daginn. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;j&amp;aelig;ja st&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth;fr&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;i b&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; v&amp;aacute;&amp;aacute; mikill l&amp;eacute;ttir &amp;thorn;ar, &amp;eacute;g l&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth;i mj&amp;ouml;g miki&amp;eth; og sem betur fer kunni &amp;eacute;g flest &amp;ouml;ll sv&amp;ouml;rin hah :) N&amp;uacute;na er &amp;eacute;g a&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a eftir El&amp;iacute;ni og &amp;Aacute;rd&amp;iacute;si vi&amp;eth; erum a&amp;eth; fara a&amp;eth; gera eithva&amp;eth; st&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth;fr&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;i verkefni sem &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; skila &amp;iacute; dag, eithva&amp;eth; hundlei&amp;eth;inlegt verkefni.. En j&amp;aacute;, annars var &amp;thorn;etta mj&amp;ouml;&amp;ouml;&amp;ouml;g skemmtileg helgi v&amp;aacute;&amp;aacute;! allir vinirnir sem eru fluttir komu saman og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var mj&amp;ouml;g gaman :) f&amp;eacute;kk svona g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;a tilfinningu &amp;thorn;egar ma&amp;eth;ur hittir alla svona :) &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studeginum komu sandra og bjarney til m&amp;iacute;n og gistu alla helgina.. vi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum svo til odds og vorum &amp;thorn;ar a&amp;eth; drekka og skemmta okkur og f&amp;oacute;rum svo &amp;iacute; leikborg :) &amp;thorn;ar komu nokkrir og var mj&amp;ouml;g gaman :) svo vakna&amp;eth;i &amp;eacute;g &amp;aacute; laugardeginum klukkan h&amp;aacute;lf t&amp;iacute;u og var a&amp;eth; l&amp;aelig;ra like crazy undir pr&amp;oacute;f. &amp;aacute; laugardagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; bor&amp;eth;a hj&amp;aacute; silju &amp;thorn;ar sem mamma hennar var b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; gera d&amp;yacute;ryndis mat handa okkur mmmm.. geggja&amp;eth; gott! og svo vorum vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ar og h&amp;uacute;si&amp;eth; fylltist af f&amp;oacute;lki og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var mj&amp;ouml;g gaman, svo enda&amp;eth;i kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; risa balli &amp;iacute; &amp;iacute;&amp;thorn;r&amp;oacute;ttah&amp;uacute;sinu mj&amp;ouml;g gaman :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;en j&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; koma pott&amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;tt myndir eftir nokkra stund :) Sj&amp;aacute;umst &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/11/onefnd-faersla/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/11/onefnd-faersla/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 14:44:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>ómægat</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_cpMain_ucImageView_lnkImage" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=54702428&amp;amp;albumID=811220&amp;amp;imageID=8333443"&gt;&lt;img id="ctl00_cpMain_ucImageView_imgUserImage" style="border-width: 0px" src="http://a437.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/62/l_bddef3af2ef73ebab5ff4ca85157e8c4.jpg" alt="" width="519" height="677" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;erla &amp;aacute; 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rassatungu !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms,geneva" size="2"&gt;hahah benny was the shiiit riiight ?&lt;br /&gt;j&amp;aelig;ja &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla allavegana a&amp;eth; segja fr&amp;aacute; g&amp;aelig;rdeginum : D&lt;br /&gt;j&amp;aacute; &amp;eacute;g &amp;amp; kar&amp;iacute;tas gistum &amp;iacute; keflav&amp;iacute;k &amp;amp; renndum svo &amp;iacute; b&amp;aelig;inn til s&amp;ouml;ndru&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thorn;ar sem edda &amp;amp; &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute;ra voru l&amp;iacute;ka. j&amp;uacute;j&amp;uacute; vi&amp;eth; ger&amp;eth;um okkur til &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;svo skutla&amp;eth;i stef&amp;aacute;n logi okkur &amp;aacute; ruby tuesday. j&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;ar fengu menn &lt;br /&gt;s&amp;eacute;r humarpasta, nema edda haha. j&amp;aacute; svo vorum vi&amp;eth; b&amp;uacute;nar &amp;amp; &amp;eacute;g&lt;br /&gt;enda&amp;eth;i me&amp;eth; gaffal &amp;iacute; veskinu:D hahah . j&amp;aacute; svo var okkur skutla&amp;eth; ehv&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thorn;ar sem a&amp;eth; limma t&amp;oacute;k vi&amp;eth; okkur. hah a&amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var stemming nema &lt;br /&gt;kar&amp;iacute;tas t&amp;yacute;ndi kortinu s&amp;iacute;nu &amp;amp; edda var ekki heldur me&amp;eth; skilr&amp;iacute;ki , &lt;br /&gt;allt &amp;iacute; veseni en &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; redda&amp;eth;ist , svo m&amp;aelig;ttum vi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; brodway &amp;amp; skelltum&lt;br /&gt;okkur inn. j&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var stemming en &amp;eacute;g var n&amp;uacute; b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; t&amp;yacute;na &amp;ouml;llum &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;ur en &lt;br /&gt;&amp;thorn;etta byrja&amp;eth;i lyggur vi&amp;eth; heh&amp;ouml; ! j&amp;aacute; ma&amp;eth;ur hitti fullt af li&amp;eth;i &amp;amp; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var bara hev&amp;iacute;&lt;br /&gt;gaman =D , svo f&amp;oacute;rum vi&amp;eth; bara til s&amp;ouml;ndru&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; h&amp;aacute;ri&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute;ru&amp;nbsp;var findi&amp;eth;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;! horf&amp;eth;um &amp;aacute; ehv benny lava &amp;amp; ehv s vona vesen =D &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms,geneva" size="2"&gt;EEEEEN &amp;eacute;g held &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute; skr um n&amp;aelig;stu helgi , hva&amp;eth; finst &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r ?!?!?! =D&lt;br /&gt;j&amp;aacute; svo vil &amp;eacute;g f&amp;aacute; comment fyrir a&amp;eth; blogga LOKSINS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms,geneva" size="4"&gt;- steinunn &amp;oacute;sk ;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/3/benny-benassi/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/3/benny-benassi/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 22:29:38 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>hristurassinn</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/LayDxExquisite/Retro.gif" alt="Retro.gif Retro image by LayDxExquisite" width="170" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ann og blessa&amp;eth;ann daginn! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandra, edda og &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute;ra h&amp;eacute;r! .. vi&amp;eth; erum &amp;iacute; reykjav&amp;iacute;kinni.. g&amp;aelig;rkv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;r &amp;iacute; b&amp;iacute;&amp;oacute; &amp;thorn;ar sem fallegur nakinn n&amp;aacute;ungi var ber upp&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;aki &amp;iacute; jar&amp;eth;af&amp;ouml;r og var uppd&amp;oacute;pa&amp;eth;ur.. en &amp;eacute;g meina er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ekki hversdagslegt*? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;iacute; morgun v&amp;ouml;knu&amp;eth;um vi&amp;eth; og f&amp;oacute;rum &amp;iacute; d&amp;oacute;lg sloppana okkar og bor&amp;eth;u&amp;eth;um bakkelsi fyrir fleiri &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute;sund kr&amp;oacute;nur. og n&amp;uacute; liggjum vi&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; lo&amp;eth;na r&amp;uacute;minu hennar s&amp;ouml;ndru og dreymum og kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;, einhverjar gellz fr&amp;aacute; bgn a&amp;eth; reyna a&amp;eth; ey&amp;eth;ileggja kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; me&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth;v&amp;ouml;runum um stranga g&amp;aelig;slu. en vi&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute;tum ekki &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; stoppa okkur! ekki einu sinni a&amp;eth; edda hafi gleymt skilr&amp;iacute;kinu heima, &amp;uacute;ps! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;annars bloggu&amp;eth;um vi&amp;eth; h&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; einum tilgangi til a&amp;eth; vera mj&amp;ouml;g skemmtilegar og seigja ykkur fr&amp;aacute; kv&amp;ouml;ldinu. vi&amp;eth; f&amp;ouml;rum &amp;iacute; perluna og &amp;thorn;ar n&amp;aelig;r &amp;thorn;essi hummer limm&amp;oacute; &amp;iacute; okkur :&amp;#39;D og svo r&amp;uacute;ntum vi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; honum &amp;iacute; klst og svo &amp;aacute; &lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Bennybenassi!&lt;font size="1" color="#000000"&gt;og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;ur svo gaman!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D en &amp;eacute;g meina bara a&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute;ta ykkur vita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;en &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; ert l&amp;iacute;ka t&amp;ouml;ff. bless&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;erla, vi&amp;eth; hugsum um &amp;thorn;ig beibi!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/2/hristurassinn/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/2/hristurassinn/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 15:21:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Afmæli :D</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;THORN;ESSIR&amp;nbsp;YNDISLEGU TV&amp;Iacute;BBAR EIGA AFM&amp;AElig;LI &amp;Iacute; DAG :D&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="slideshowPicture" style="position: relative" src="http://render1.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3Axxr%3D0-qpDP-WtofRt7Pf7mrPfrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQGPx0nlxJa0xv8uOc5xQQQJnoJleoJlJqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gX0QQQe%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" border="0" alt="" width="590" height="442" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="slideshowPicture" style="position: relative" src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxWtUq4PG-ofrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQnaxanoxnPlxv8uOc5xQQQJP0GlQGnQPqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPa0%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" border="0" alt="" width="590" height="442" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="ctl00_Main_ucImageView_imgUserImage" style="border-width: 0px" src="http://a174.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/51/l_4b7d477f329c102323bb7fbf3fa3cd55.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="800" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;THORN;&amp;AElig;R EIGA AFM&amp;AElig;LI &amp;Iacute; 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FUCKERS! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;allir s&amp;ouml;kka &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;essari s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;u stelpur heyri&amp;eth;i &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;! &amp;thorn;i&amp;eth; s&amp;ouml;kki&amp;eth;! :) but i still love you guys.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th47.photobucket.com/albums/f170/apksoftballchic9/love/th___kiss.jpg" alt=" kiss kiss" width="160" height="128" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#000000"&gt;en j&amp;aacute; reykjav&amp;iacute;kin um helgina .. f&amp;oacute;rum klukkan h&amp;aacute;lf sj&amp;ouml; &amp;aacute; laugardagsmorguninn .. &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var n&amp;aacute;tt&amp;uacute;rulega &amp;aelig;&amp;eth;islegt, m&amp;aelig;ttum &amp;iacute; borgina eithva&amp;eth; um 10-11 leiti&amp;eth;. og spilu&amp;eth;um leik klukkan h&amp;aacute;lf t&amp;oacute;lf. f&amp;ouml;rum ekkkert &amp;uacute;t&amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; hvernig hann f&amp;oacute;r. en segjum a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; h&amp;ouml;fum haldi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eim fyrstu 15 min :) en j&amp;aacute;, eftir leikinn vorum vi&amp;eth; erla bara eithva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a eftir vinkonu m&amp;ouml;mmu erlu og f&amp;oacute;rum svo &amp;iacute; J&amp;oacute;a &amp;uacute;therja a&amp;eth; g&amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; svolitlu.. en svo &amp;iacute; kringluna &amp;aacute; s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu daga &amp;iacute; &amp;uacute;ts&amp;ouml;lunni.. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;eacute;g keypti m&amp;eacute;r kj&amp;oacute;l og tv&amp;ouml; p&amp;ouml;r af sk&amp;oacute;m ;) og erla keypti s&amp;eacute;r geggja&amp;eth;a peysu og svo h&amp;aacute;lsfesti ;) en j&amp;aacute; svo eyddum vi&amp;eth; kv&amp;ouml;ldinu &amp;iacute; ........ akk&amp;uacute;rat ekki neitt! og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; bailu&amp;eth;u allir &amp;aacute; okkur. :( &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Daginn eftir fengum vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;aelig;r fr&amp;eacute;ttir a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; k&amp;aelig;mumst ekki heim fyrr en um kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; og vorum ekkert mj&amp;ouml;g s&amp;aacute;ttar.. en vi&amp;eth; fengum okkur bara fullt af nammi og vorum a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;ta allan daginn.. :) og horf&amp;eth;u &amp;aacute; mynd og eithva&amp;eth; shit. svo komum vi&amp;eth; heim um eithva&amp;eth; 11 h&amp;aacute;lf t&amp;oacute;lf :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;eacute;g er samt &amp;iacute; sk&amp;oacute;lanum n&amp;uacute;na &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; vera a&amp;eth; l&amp;aelig;ra &amp;iacute; ensku .. en nenni &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; bara alls ekki .. ;) &amp;THORN;essi mother night saga er bara einhver lei&amp;eth;inlegasta saga sem &amp;eacute;g hef nokkurn t&amp;iacute;man lesi&amp;eth;, og vonandi mun. annars &amp;aelig;tla &amp;eacute;g bara a&amp;eth; finna m&amp;eacute;r eithva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; gera. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;vonandi ver&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g ekki s&amp;uacute; sem bloggar n&amp;aelig;st. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;reyna a&amp;eth; halda &amp;thorn;essari s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;u &amp;aacute; l&amp;iacute;fi people!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/28/ekkert-mjog-satt-med-lifid/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/28/ekkert-mjog-satt-med-lifid/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 09:26:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>fallegi gulldrengur</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://holamun2.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/chris-brown.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#ff00ff"&gt;Drullisti til a&amp;eth; blogga!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff00ff"&gt;Sandra besta er b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; reddda mi&amp;eth;um &amp;aacute; benny! &amp;thorn;eir eru einhvernvegin bleikir og eru g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ir mi&amp;eth;ar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff00ff"&gt;annars er chris brow the hottest! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/fallegi-gulldrengur/</link><guid>http://venice.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/fallegi-gulldrengur/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:48:40 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
