-Mig vantar f\u00e9lagsskap! kveina\u00f0i \u00e9g.
\n-\u00c9g er h\u00e9r, sag\u00f0i sonur minn Fatfr\u00ed\u00f0ur.
\n-Elskan, \u00fe\u00fa ert einn af m\u00ednum allra bestu vinum en \u00ed augnablikinu vantar mig vinkonu, \u00fe\u00fa veist stelpu, og Sp\u00fankhildur er \u00ed einhverju satan\u00edsku afm\u00e6li og Sigr\u00fan stendur \u00ed h\u00fasavi\u00f0ger\u00f0um.
\nAf \u00f6rl\u00e6ti s\u00ednu bau\u00f0 hann m\u00e9r k\u00e6rustuna s\u00edna. \u00c9g af\u00feakka\u00f0i.
\n-Af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 mig langar a\u00f0 sitja \u00ed eldh\u00fasinu og draga tarotspil og lakka neglurnar og tala illa um karlmenn. Og \u00fear sem \u00fe\u00fa ert eini karlma\u00f0urinn sem h\u00fan hefur reynslu af gengi \u00fea\u00f0 ekki upp, \u00fev\u00ed m\u00e9r \u00fe\u00e6tti ekkert skemmtilegt a\u00f0 heyra hana tala illa um \u00feig.<\/p>\n
Fatfr\u00ed\u00f0ur hl\u00f3 og fannst \u00fea\u00f0 st\u00f3rmerkilegt \u00e1hugam\u00e1l kvenna a\u00f0 \u00fath\u00fa\u00f0a karlm\u00f6nnum og koma saman s\u00e9rstaklega \u00ed \u00feeim tilgangi. Hann spur\u00f0i hvort \u00e9g \u00e6tti virklega ekki nema tv\u00e6r vinkonur og j\u00fa vissulega \u00feekki \u00e9g fleiri konur en hef bara ekki hitt \u00fe\u00e6r svo lengi.<\/p>\n
Einu sinni \u00e1tti \u00e9g s\u00e6g af vinkonum. \u00dea\u00f0 var \u00e1\u00f0ur en \u00e9g ger\u00f0ist sandl\u00f3a. Og \u00e9g g\u00e6ti vel heims\u00f3tt \u00fe\u00e6r og \u00fea\u00f0 yr\u00f0i ekkert lei\u00f0inlegt en \u00fea\u00f0 t\u00e6ki 1-2 t\u00edma a\u00f0 endun\u00fdja kynnin, rekja s\u00f6gu s\u00ed\u00f0ustu \u00e1ra \u00ed gr\u00f3fum dr\u00e1ttum og n\u00e1 tengingu og \u00ed augnablikinu \u00fearfnast \u00e9g einhverrar sem er \u00feokkalega me\u00f0 \u00e1 n\u00f3tunum og helst ekki hamingjusamlega gift. Sonur minn Fatfr\u00ed\u00f0ur stakk upp \u00e1 \u00f6mmu sinni, \u00fe\u00f3tt hann vi\u00f0urkenndi reyndar a\u00f0 l\u00edklega v\u00e6ri h\u00fan hamingjusamlega gift.
\n-Hr\u00e6dd um a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 gengi ekki, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. Einn \u00feeirra karlmanna sem mig langar a\u00f0 \u00fath\u00fa\u00f0a er hann pabbi \u00feinn og \u00fea\u00f0 v\u00e6ri ekki sanngjarnt a\u00f0 \u00e6tlast til \u00feess a\u00f0 amma \u00fe\u00edn t\u00e6ki undir \u00fea\u00f0 sem \u00e9g hef um hann a\u00f0 segja \u00e1 \u00feessari stundu. En \u00fear fyrir utan, hefur\u00f0u nokkurnt\u00edma heyrt \u00f6mmu \u00fe\u00edna tala illa um nokkurn mann?
\n-J\u00e1 einu sinni, sag\u00f0i sonur minn Fatfr\u00ed\u00f0ur. H\u00fan kalla\u00f0i f\u00f3lki\u00f0 \u00e1 ne\u00f0ri h\u00e6\u00f0inni „\u00feau \u00ed ne\u00f0ra“ og sag\u00f0i a\u00f0 \u00feau v\u00e6ru „frekjulufsur, j\u00e1 barasta“. \u00dea\u00f0 var erfi\u00f0ur dagur og \u00e9g var lengi a\u00f0 jafna mig.<\/p>\n
\u00deegar br\u00f3\u00f0ir H\u00fasasmi\u00f0sins \u00e1kve\u00f0ur svo a\u00f0 ey\u00f0a kv\u00f6ldinu me\u00f0 konunni sinni en ekki m\u00e9r er foki\u00f0 \u00ed flest skj\u00f3l. Fjandans \u00f3sv\u00edfni af \u00feessum vinum m\u00ednum a\u00f0 eiga maka, b\u00f6rn og a\u00f0ra vini, fyrir n\u00fa utan \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 vilja frekar m\u00e6ta \u00ed vinnuna en a\u00f0 sinna f\u00e9lagslegum \u00fe\u00f6rfum m\u00ednum. Hvar er eiginlega allt \u00feetta einhleypa og pipra\u00f0a f\u00f3lk sem er l\u00edka a\u00f0 leita a\u00f0 f\u00e9lagsskap?<\/p>\n
\u00c9g heims\u00f3tti kaffih\u00fasavininn og vi\u00f0 dr\u00f3gum engin tarotspil, l\u00f6kku\u00f0um ekki \u00e1 okkur neglurnar og t\u00f6lu\u00f0um ekkert illa um karlmenn. t\u00f6lu\u00f0um reyndar ekki illa um neinn. Eftir \u00e1 a\u00f0 hyggja man \u00e9g ekki almennilega hva\u00f0 vi\u00f0 t\u00f6lu\u00f0um um svo \u00fea\u00f0 hl\u00fdtur a\u00f0 hafa veri\u00f0 pr\u00fd\u00f0ilegt, innihaldsr\u00fdrt \u00fatr\u00e1sarspjall. \u00c9g held \u00e9g s\u00e9 a\u00f0 s\u00f6kkva \u00ed \u00feunglyndi. Mig langar a\u00f0 k\u00fara hj\u00e1 karlmanni en s\u00e1 eini sem m\u00e9r kemur til hugar er Haffi. Hann er t\u00fdndur, fluttur og \u00e9g veit ekki hvar hann er. Br\u00f3\u00f0ir minn bau\u00f0st til a\u00f0 finna hann fyrir mig.<\/p>\n
\u00c9g er a\u00f0 hugsa um a\u00f0 b\u00faa m\u00e9r til nikk \u00e1 einkam\u00e1l.is. Vogun vinnur, vogun tapar, \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00feeir s\u00e9u allir apar… og n\u00fa vantar mig r\u00edmor\u00f0 …hrapar, skapar, papar, golgapar, st\u00edgv\u00e9lapar… \u00dea\u00f0 er sem \u00e9g segi, \u00e9g \u00e1 eftir a\u00f0 ver\u00f0a \u00fej\u00f3\u00f0sk\u00e1ld.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
-Mig vantar f\u00e9lagsskap! kveina\u00f0i \u00e9g. -\u00c9g er h\u00e9r, sag\u00f0i sonur minn Fatfr\u00ed\u00f0ur. -Elskan, \u00fe\u00fa ert einn af m\u00ednum allra bestu vinum en \u00ed augnablikinu vantar mig vinkonu, \u00fe\u00fa veist stelpu, og Sp\u00fankhildur er \u00ed einhverju satan\u00edsku afm\u00e6li og Sigr\u00fan stendur … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa