﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Ótrúlega ótrúlegt blogg</title><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/</link><description>Ótrúlegt ekki satt?</description><copyright>(c) 2007, BlogCentral.is, All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>60</ttl><item><title>Nýjar myndir.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Gleðileg jól allir :haha:&lt;/p&gt;
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</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/1/2/nyjar-myndir/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/1/2/nyjar-myndir/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 17:20:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Veikur á ný</title><description>            &lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Góða kveldið.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ég hef ekki mætt í skólann í 3 daga vegna þess að á
mánudagskvöldinu komst ég að því að ég var með 39°C hita og ískalt.
Hér stend ég eftir með auman hálskyrtil og Necrophagist við eyrað.
En burt séð frá því þá hef ég tilkynningu handa veraldarvefnum, og
hún hljómar svona:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Medion er drasl. BT (eða bónus-tölvur)&amp;nbsp;er
drasl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;Ég komst að nýrri aðferð til að vekja tölvur upp frá
dauðum. Ég nefnilega varð fyrir því að tölvan hjá mér, sem er
einmitt Medion tölva frá BT, krassaði við það að tengja harðan disk
við hana. Þetta var svo slæmt að hún hætti að vinna eftir að hún
detectar drif, áður en hún bootar einu sinni uppá einhverju. Ég
fékk hana ekki til að boota svo uppá neinu. Ég prufaði að aftengja
öll drif nema geisladrifi og reyndi að láta hana boota uppá því,
reif út flest PCI-kort og allt sem mér datt í hug. Þegar ég sá fram
á það að ekkert væri hægt að gera fyrir hana meir, fann ég einmitt
þessa nýja tegund endurlífgunar. Jú, hún virkar einmitt þannig að
maður drepur á tölvunni, hendir sér í rúmmið í eins mikillri fýlu
og hægt er, lætur eins og þú hafir tapað 140þús krónum, væri ekki
verra ef það læki niður nokkur tár. Svo eftir góðan svefn ætti
tölvan að vera farin að boot-a uppá geisladisk. Þá nærðu að setja
vélina upp&amp;nbsp;frá grunni.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;Endilega reynið þetta ef einhvað kemur uppá, og
endilega segið mér frá niðurstöðunum. Þetta svín-virkar!&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/9/28/veikur-a-ny/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/9/28/veikur-a-ny/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 19:39:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Fjör</title><description>       &lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpuXFrYzJTE" width=
       "600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Svona er þetta nú gaman. Hef ekki haft tíma til að skrifa neitt
hér. Nóg að gera, þið verðið bara að fyrirgefa. Annars er ekkert
títt héðan af þessum bæ. Erum flutt í Blikaás 23, og höfum haft það
ágætt. Ég veit ekki hvað ég á að segja, held ég sé að tryllast.
Veit ekki í hvorn fótinn ég á að stíga. Þið farið bara varlega.&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/9/23/fjor/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/9/23/fjor/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 21:02:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.ihsahn.com</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Jæjja diskurinn loksins kominn. The Adversary eftir Ihsahn,
eða&amp;nbsp;Vegard Sverre Tveitan. Sérstakur en góður. Hann á að vera
framhald af Prometheus disknum sem hann samdi fyrir Emperor, sem
hefur verið minn uppáhalds diskur í 5 ár held ég barasta. En
allavega, ég mæli með disknum, en varið ykkur við, ekki halda að
diskurinn sé allveg eins og Prometheus, ég hélt það nefnilega en
hann er það bara hreint ekki. Asgeir Mickaelson trommaði fyrir
Vegard á þessari plötu en hann er trommuleikari Borknagar og Spiral
Achitect.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Farið varlega&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/26/httpwwwihsahncom/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/26/httpwwwihsahncom/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 21:04:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Áslandið ágæta</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Við erum strax byrjuð að skoða aðrar íbúðir. Kemur ekki til
greina að borga 115.þús fyrir 63fm&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Annars vildi ég bara þakka fyrir öll þau sms sem mér bárust á
afmælisdaginn minn.&amp;nbsp; :P&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/16/aslandid-agaeta/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/16/aslandid-agaeta/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 00:15:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>14.Ágúst í dag</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Jæjja, í dag er 14.ágúst, og fyrir þá sem ekki vita hvað það
þýðir, þá þýðir það að bóndinn sjálfur er orðinn 19.vetra. Eins og
ég er alinn upp þá eiga svona dagar að vera mjög skemmtilegir dagar
en alltaf er verið að eyðileggja fyrir manni. Það er verið að henda
okkur úr húsinu, eða þ.e.a.s. við meigum vera hér enþá ef við
borgum 20.þús kr meira en áður. Ég segi við svona vitleysu:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0099" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Má
bjóða þér að fara í rassgat!?!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Helvítis anskotans vitleysa í fólki nú til dags, að láta sér
95.þús á mánuði ekki duga, nei nei, menn vilja 115.þús fyrir
60fm&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; hús. Helvítis skíta fréttir í afmælisgjöf. En ég
ætla ekki að láta þetta hafa meiri áhrif á mig í dag. Vildi líka
bara skvetta á ykkur kveðju, farið varlega.&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/14/14agust-i-dag/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/14/14agust-i-dag/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 15:40:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Verða gamall maður</title><description>   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Góðan daginn kæra
   bóndafólk&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="DIRECTION: ltr"&gt;Jæjja, nú eru aðeins 3 dagar í að keppinn
verði 19 vetra. Hún Sigríður, ástkona mín, fór í dag og keypti
viðbót við einhverja afmælisgjöf sem hún keypti fyrir mörgum
mánuðum síðan. Ekki var ég svona duglegur, ég keypti hennar
afmælisgjör mánuði eftir afmælið hennar, og það tvítugsafmæli! Hvað
um það. Ég er farinn að hræra í hausnum á mér, verið sæl að
sinni.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="DIRECTION: ltr"&gt;Kv, Unnar Sigurðs&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/11/verda-gamall-madur/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/11/verda-gamall-madur/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 17:20:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>hahaha</title><description>   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha, fann þessa grein á netinu,
   lesið þetta&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#CC0099" size="5"&gt;"How can good
people listen to death metal"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://homepages.nyu.edu/~crm281/badmusic.html"&gt;http://homepages.nyu.edu/~crm281/badmusic.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I've known a number of people who, like myself,
enjoy listening to bands whose imagery, lyrics and general persona
are bound up with death, darkness, suffering, despair, etc. (I'm
thinking more of heavy metal than - say, gansta rap. Since I don't
listen to the latter, I won't even pretend to have any insight into
what appeals to people about this music). The vast majority of
these people are perfectly nice - some might even be called
virtuous. But then there is a sort of puzzle: how can a person be
good when they enjoy something bound up with things that are about
the clearest imaginable examples of bad things?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's a more general question about such music that I want to
set aside - namely, does this music have negative effects on the
world? With the people I have in mind, the answer is clearly 'no',
but that doesn't entail that the overall effect of this music isn't
a negative one. I'm inclined to deny that there is such an effect,
but if it turned out that there were, that wouldn't answer the
question with which I started. Nor would solid proof that such
music has a neutral or positive overall effect address the
question, since the good people who like the music don't like it
because of its overall effect. The issue is how these people can
like the music for the reasons they in fact do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There seem to be two sides to the issue. On one hand, the
question is how it is consistent with being a good person to enjoy
this music. On the other, the question is what there is in the
music that a good person could enjoy. I'm pretty sure that a good
answer to the second question will work as an answer to the first,
but it's not obvious that this should be so. For example, one might
say (falsely, I think) that what good people enjoy is just the
ideas of death and suffering the music conveys. Given this, the
first question would still be pressing - so it would be nice to
find an answer to the second question that did all the needed
explanatory work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That said, here goes: what I think is appealing about this music
is that it captures a certain emotional element which we imagine
being part of certain activities, while at the same time using the
aesthetic context to keep that element isolated from certain other
parts of their activities. For example, when I'm enjoying Cannibal
Corpse's tune, "The Pick-axe Murderers," with its bouncy
dissonance, what I'm enjoying is a certain adrenaline rush which (I
imagine) would be part of doing unspeakable things with a pick-axe.
But I wouldn't be able to enjoy this rush if I were too closely or
realistically associating it with other parts of such action - such
as actually inflicting pain. Were I in a virtual reality device and
having the visual experiences that would go along with such acts,
the rush (if it even occured) would not at all be pleasant, but
instead sickening. As another example, with many Morbid Angel
songs, the experience is something like the sense of power a
world-destroying demon would have, but removed from any sense of
destroying actual people. Note that I'm making a distinction
between the actual experience of listening to the music (which
involves the emotion) and the ideas that might float through one's
head while listening to the music (such as those involving the
sight of blood). Were the objects of the ideas to enter into the
experience, the enjoyment would collapse.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now for some objections. First, I've just assumed I can take
myself as an example of a good person. That's more than a little
presumptuous, and I think there are some disturbingly strong
arguments for claiming that I am not a good person (e.g. I know
that instead of writing silly essays on music now, I could instead
be outside picking up garbage or writing a check to Planned
Parenthood, and that either of these things would be a better way
to spend this evening, but I'm not doing either). But I'll just
have to leave this objection and move on. Second, one could point
out that there are plenty of good people who like bloody slasher
movies, where there is a full visual experience of the acts
mentioned above. And it isn't inconceivable that some moral saint
might someday spend his or her downtime playing Doom XXIV, which
taps into one's sensory systems to create a maximally realistic
simulation. In any such case, however, it seems that a good person
could only enjoy such experiences as long as he or she maintained a
clear sense of separation from reality. If our future saint said
something like "My, that chainsaw and kitten level was fun. I even
forgot it was a game!", we would be strongly inclined to remove the
title of 'saint.' Taking this objection another way, even though
these people might be enjoying more than the core emotional
experience (e.g. the slasher-film fan enjoys the images), this core
is what I think is essential to enjoyment of the music.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The case seems to be fairly different with music where the
emotions conveyed are those of suffering. In such cases, the
question is less how it is compatible with being a good person that
one could enjoy such music, since few have seen any clash between
being good and suffering. The question here is one of motivation.
Now, it would be implausible to say that in such music (an
especially clear exmaple would be Bethlehem's 'Dictius Te Necare')
the emotional element is itself enjoyable, though it does seem that
the element is isolated in a way similar to that described above.
So what would motivate someone to listen to something which
conveyed a purified emotion of suffering? One possibility is that
the experience of the emotion as coming from something external
source is in line with the dictum that misery loves company. This
doesn't seem to get to the heart of the case, though, since
sometimes one listens to such music and identifies with the
suffering perspective. Another possibility is that there is
something fulfilling or satisfying about pure emotional experiences
(where this doesn't mean 'enjoyable,' in the normal sense). One
might think of cases, e.g. the death of a family member, where one
feels some desire to mourn and feel sad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I'll stop here - I suspect that this is venturing into
territory that some people take seriously and don't just make up
when they're bored."&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/8/hahaha/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/8/hahaha/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 23:54:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Guitar stuff</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tók daginn í dag fyrir og æfði mig á gítarinn. Æfði eina æfingu
allveg í drasl og svo sama skalann ég er vanur að nauðga. Þessi
æfing lítur svona út:&lt;/p&gt;
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Skalann hef ég ekki á tabi, en heyrði einhverstaðar að hann kallast einhvað arpeggio, whatever that is :klikk:
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</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/8/guitar-stuff/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/8/8/guitar-stuff/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 23:47:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Bóndi</title><description>   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#CC33FF" size="6"&gt;Unnar bóndi
   skrifar:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nú er liðinn þó nokkur tími síðan ég skrifaði seinast hingað í
dagbókina. Ástæðan fyrir því er einfaldlega sú að ég hef lítið
komist í tölvu. Lítið í bænum sjáið til. Held meira segja að þessi
helgi sé sú fyrsta í sumar sem við Sigga höfum verið í bænum, held
ég, ekki viss samt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Það sem ég hef í fréttum er ekki mikið og ekki margt. Ein vond
frétt samt, og sú frétt hljómar svona: Ég hef ekki komist í digital
myndavél enþá svo þið fáið engar nýjar myndir af Anítu Ósk, dóttur
minni. Þykir mjög leitt að segja frá því, því mig langar að eiga
fullt af myndum af henni :(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Önnur fréttin er sú að ég fékk mér tattoo um daginn. Það er
reyndar ekki tilbúið, bara rétt hálfnað :haha: Það verður klárað
25.júlí. Hlakka til þá.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Annars nenni ég ekki að blogga meira, ætla reyna koma með myndir
næst. Farið varlega. Blessuð&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/7/14/bondi/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/7/14/bondi/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2006 21:54:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Skírn</title><description>&lt;br&gt;
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Þið verðið að afsaka mig, ég er mjög latur og hef lítið getað verið
í tölvunni, fór til dæmis til Akureyrar um helgina á bíladaga, en
það er önnur saga. Ég ætlaði að skella 10 myndum hér inn til að
svala þorsta ykkar sem líta hingað inn af og til. Svo nefnilega fer
ég í viku frí í bústað með Villa, bróður Siggu, og fjölskildu hans.
Þakka fyrir allt.&lt;br&gt;
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   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
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   &lt;a href=
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   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
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   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/skirn/DSCF2080.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/skirn/th_DSCF2080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/skirn/DSCF2077.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/skirn/th_DSCF2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/skirn/DSCF2075.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
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</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/6/19/skirn/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/6/19/skirn/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jun 2006 17:56:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Jibby</title><description>     &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px;"&gt;
Jæjja, nú er komið að því. fréttir af heiman 8)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Allt gengur bara eins og í sögu eða svona næstum. Sú stutta hefur
ekki verið neitt annað en engill. Lætur rétt aðeins heyra í sér
þegar hún er svöng, annars bara sefur hún. Annars er hún núna
aðeins farin að vaka og ekkert of hress með að fara sofa stundum.
Þetta gerist held ég ekki mikið betra.&lt;br&gt;
Þessa stundina er hún 21 daga gömul, eða 3. vikna og mér finnst hún
hafa strax breyst í andliti og fleira. Ansi hræddur um að þetta
fari bara að labba í burtu frá manni 8|&lt;br&gt;
Nei ég segi svona, annars var ég bara að klára borða með
fjölskildunni og Kidda, bróðir Siggu og kærustu hans, einhvern
þvílíkann indverskann kartöflurétt sem smakkst bara mjög vel, og
svo grillaðar lambasneiðar með :lol:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
En ef við hugsum nú aðeins, eru fólki ekki allveg sama um það? Eru
menn ekki aðalega að koma hingað til að sjá myndir eða?&lt;br&gt;
Hér eru nokkrar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1891.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/head4464ea7828791.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_head4464ea7828791.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1881.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1881.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1896.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1896.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1897.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1907.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1907.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1888.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   &lt;a href=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/100_1887.jpg"
   target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
   "http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/fjolskilda/th_100_1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/26/jibby/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/26/jibby/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 00:38:04 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Fleiri myndir</title><description>   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00FF" size="4"&gt;Jæjja,
   hér eru fleiri myndir af dúllunni.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1870.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1867.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1876.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1872.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1869.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1856.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/7/fleiri-myndir/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/7/fleiri-myndir/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 13:26:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Hef þetta stutt.</title><description>   &lt;p align="center"&gt;
   :lol::):lol::):lol::):lol::lol::):lol::):lol::):lol::lol::):lol::):lol::):lol::lol::):lol::):lol::):lol:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hef þetta stutt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ég eignaðist dóttur 18:38 þann 05.05.06 2006. Gullfallega
dóttir mín er 4,215 kg eða 17 merkur, 50cm að stærð!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fyrir þá sem verða ekki boðnir í heimsókn næstu vikuna, hér eru
nokkrar myndir!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1851.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1850.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1846.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/100_1844.jpg"
target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=
"http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d175/sirunnar/Barn/th_100_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/6/hef-thetta-stutt/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/6/hef-thetta-stutt/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 May 2006 06:20:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>úff</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Ekkert enþá komið. Fór bara í prófið í morgun en gekk ekkert
svakalega vel, enda lærði ég í svona 30-50 min fyrir það :(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Erum orðin ansi þreytt á þessu. Kem með fréttirnar þegar þær
koma :|&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kveðja, þreyttur&lt;/p&gt;
</description><link>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/4/uff/</link><guid>http://unnarinn.blogcentral.is/blog/2006/5/4/uff/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 15:06:36 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
