\u00c9g lifi l\u00edtt bloggver\u00f0u l\u00edfi. Veit ekki alveg hvort \u00fea\u00f0 er gott e\u00f0a vont.<\/p>\n
Norna, t\u00e6pra 4 m\u00e1na\u00f0a kettlingur, (sem f\u00e9kk nafn sitt af \u00fev\u00ed systur minni fannst h\u00fan l\u00edk mer, svona ofvirk og alltaf me\u00f0 kl\u00e6rnar \u00fati) er flutt inn en Bjartur er fluttur \u00ed Sumarh\u00fas me\u00f0 l\u00edfsbl\u00f3mi\u00f0. M\u00e9r skilst a\u00f0 nokkrir lesendur hafi be\u00f0i\u00f0 me\u00f0 \u00f6ndina \u00ed h\u00e1lsinum eftir a\u00f0 lesa um \u00e1tak\u00ferungi\u00f0 \u00e1starsamband okkar, en satt a\u00f0 segja hefur enginn karlma\u00f0ur s\u00fdnt m\u00e9r minni \u00e1huga, nema \u00fe\u00e1 helst \u00feessir sem \u00e9g hef b\u00fai\u00f0 me\u00f0, svo aumt getur \u00e1standi\u00f0 or\u00f0i\u00f0.<\/p>\n
Nixen fluttur til Austurr\u00edkis svo \u00ed augnablikinu eru einu karlmennirnir \u00ed l\u00edfi m\u00ednu Bjartur, Eiki m\u00e1gur minn og Lars n\u00e1granni \u00feeirra Hullu en hann er um sextugt og gengur me\u00f0 k\u00farekahatt. Einni ma\u00f0urinn sem \u00e9g \u00e1 pers\u00f3nuleg samskipti vi\u00f0 \u00e1 netinu, fyrir utan pabba minn og syni, er riddari t\u00ed\u00f0ahringsins sem af einhverjum ors\u00f6kum sem m\u00e9r dettur helst \u00ed hug a\u00f0 s\u00e9u af gu\u00f0fr\u00e6\u00f0ilegum toga, hefur alltaf samband vi\u00f0 mig \u00e1 \u00f6\u00f0rum degi bl\u00e6\u00f0inga. \u00dear sem minn t\u00ed\u00f0ahringur er \u00e1l\u00edka stapill og \u00e1\u00e6tla\u00f0ar skuldir \u00fej\u00f3\u00f0arb\u00fasins, er varla neitt \u00ed hans r\u00fat\u00ednu sem sk\u00fdrir \u00feessa tilviljun.<\/p>\n
Samkv\u00e6mt \u00f6llum l\u00f6gm\u00e1lum \u00e6tti m\u00e9r a\u00f0 lei\u00f0ast \u00f3gurlega en \u00e9g finn ekki fyrir \u00fev\u00ed, ekki enn\u00fe\u00e1. \u00dea\u00f0 er langt s\u00ed\u00f0an \u00e9g hef veri\u00f0 ein og \u00e9g kann \u00e1g\u00e6tlega vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 ey\u00f0a kv\u00f6ldunum \u00ed a\u00f0 smyrja \u00e1 mig miskap\u00edtal\u00edskum t\u00f6frakremum og hanga \u00e1 sj\u00e1ldrinu. Auk \u00feess er \u00f3tr\u00falega mikill f\u00e9lagsskapur af kisur\u00f3funni. Mig langar n\u00e1tt\u00farulega \u00ed k\u00e6rasta en \u00fea\u00f0 er n\u00fa svosem ekkert n\u00fdtt. Heldur ekkert n\u00fdtt vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 hafa ekki kand\u00eddat \u00ed \u00fea\u00f0 hlutverk \u00ed sj\u00f3nm\u00e1li. Ma\u00f0ur hef\u00f0i n\u00fa kannski haldi\u00f0 a\u00f0 jafn \u00f6rv\u00e6ntingarfull kona og \u00e9g v\u00e6ri til \u00ed a\u00f0 sl\u00e1 af kr\u00f6funum en \u00fevert \u00e1 m\u00f3ti \u00fe\u00e1 ver\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e1kve\u00f0nari \u00ed \u00fev\u00ed me\u00f0 hverjum manni sem \u00e9g kynnist a\u00f0 nenna ekki a\u00f0 eiga mann sem talar \u00fevert um hug s\u00e9r. Undarlegt helv\u00edti hva\u00f0 menn eiga erfitt me\u00f0 a\u00f0 koma hreint fram.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u00c9g lifi l\u00edtt bloggver\u00f0u l\u00edfi. Veit ekki alveg hvort \u00fea\u00f0 er gott e\u00f0a vont. Norna, t\u00e6pra 4 m\u00e1na\u00f0a kettlingur, (sem f\u00e9kk nafn sitt af \u00fev\u00ed systur minni fannst h\u00fan l\u00edk mer, svona ofvirk og alltaf me\u00f0 kl\u00e6rnar \u00fati) er flutt … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa