<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:54:50.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caberson brothers</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog tveggja prakkara, Hjalta og Jonna&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://o</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-109036902405747632</id><published>2004-07-20T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T17:17:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þessi mynd segir allt sem segja þarf. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109036902405747632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109036902405747632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109036902405747632' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-109028290046288079</id><published>2004-07-20T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:21:40.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þegar Eyrún systir gerðist svo snilldarleg að gefa mér turtles þætti á disk gat ég einfaldlega ekki stillt mig og varð að horfa á einn.Þá varð mér ljóst út af hverju ég hef alla tíð verið frekar svalur gaur.Algjörlega.Þessir þættir voru svo kúl að ekkert annað mun nokkurn tímann koma fram sem getur toppað þetta. Magnað.Síðan er deginum ljósara að þessir þættir eru ansi hippalegir eitthvað </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109028290046288079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109028290046288079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109028290046288079' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-109028388787571871</id><published>2004-07-19T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:38:07.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your True Nature by llScorpiusllUsernameThe quality that most appeals to you:EmpathyIn a survival situation, you:Outsmart your attackerYour hidden talent is:Seeing the best in othersYour gift is:An iron constitutionIn groups, you:Observe others' behaviourYour best quality is:Your kindnessYour weakness is:Your lack of sensitivityCreated with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109028388787571871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/109028388787571871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109028388787571871' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108964903103495766</id><published>2004-07-12T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:17:11.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja, ég er farinn á L.ung.A bið ykkur vel að lifa.Ég er við það að æla, hnerra, pissa og kúka allt um leið af tilhlökkun.Mætið á tónleikana á morgun, 13.júlí kl.20:20.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108964903103495766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108964903103495766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108964903103495766' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108922831007744540</id><published>2004-07-07T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T12:25:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja... ég er hress.u... L.ung.A verður næstu viku, sem er stórfenglegt. Ég hlakka ótrúlega mikið til.Verð búsettur hjá mínum kæra vin Árna, sem er stórfenglegt.Ég á afmæli þriðjudaginn næsta, mæli með því að fólk muni eftir því og sendi mér hamingjuóskir. Eða jafnvel bara að mæta á tónleika um kvöldið.En þá mun ég vera að spila með hljómsveitinni minni, Mírí á tónleikum í Herðubreið.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108922831007744540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108922831007744540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108922831007744540' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108886356745465245</id><published>2004-07-03T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T07:06:07.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Indie rock!  You're my most favourite type ofmusic...  Your music channels lots of emotion.On the top it seems simple, but underneaththere's always a deep meaning...  As your nameyou're independent from most of music!  Staythat way!  Good on you!  There's so muchvariation in your style...from deep andthoughtful like The Stills, to happy go luckylike Belle &amp; Sebastian, to dancy and catchyFranz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108886356745465245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108886356745465245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108886356745465245' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108871599968156496</id><published>2004-07-01T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T14:06:39.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seinasta helgi var mjög svo skemmtileg. Ég og Eyrún vorum ein heima og höfðum það ansi gott, já það eru engar ýkjur. Á föstudagskvöldinu gerði ég reyndar ekki neitt, en á laugardagskvöldinu komu Árni og Íbbi í heimsókn og við grilluðum okkur mat, sem bragðgóður var.Síðan var haldið á stórgóða tónleika með Havanabandi Tómasar R.Tær snilld, léttur djassinn náði heldur betur tökum á manni og undir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108871599968156496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108871599968156496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108871599968156496' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108862395040859938</id><published>2004-06-30T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T12:32:30.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee              eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108862395040859938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108862395040859938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108862395040859938' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108820217518698565</id><published>2004-06-25T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T15:22:55.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Svei mér þá.Viðburðarík vika í Herði svo sannarlega. Hápunkturinn var þegar strákurinn vann sér glæsilega inn disk vikunnar hinn íslenska Slowblow-Blow.Hrafnhildur Halldórsdóttir, ég elska þig. Ég reyndar gerði það hvort sem er.Það var hrein unun að heyra hana segja: og hana vinnur Hjalti Jón Sverrisson, Háafelli 7, Fellabæ(fellabæ, fellabæ, fellabæ,fellabæ...fade out) og ég hoppaði upp í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108820217518698565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108820217518698565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108820217518698565' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108765597909853173</id><published>2004-06-19T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T07:39:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í gær fór ég ásamt Ívari Pétri, Gumma, Garðari og Hildi Evlalíu á einhverja mögnuðustu tónleika sem ég hef séð.Apparat Organ Quartet í Egilsbúð.Þetta voru ótrúlegir tónleikar, þvílík upplifun að sjá þá spila. Flott sánd á Nesk, sem gaman var að heyra. Og krafturinn í þeim, ótrúlegt að sjá.Apparat tóku smelli á borð við Rock 'n' Roll Sterio og Cruise Control en skemmtilegast fannst mér samt að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108765597909853173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108765597909853173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108765597909853173' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108747700202338794</id><published>2004-06-17T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T05:56:42.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Til Hamingju með afmælið Garðar! Já, Garðar Bobby Robson er afmælisstrákur 17.júní ásamt manni nokkrum Jóni Sigurðssyni.Annars er allt gott að frétta, fór aðeins að tralla í gær með Eyrúnu systur, það var mjög gaman.Annars er andleysi að hrjá mig allsvakalega... endum þetta..hér.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108747700202338794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108747700202338794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747700202338794' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108724876258914870</id><published>2004-06-14T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T14:32:42.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ef það er til eitthvað fyndnara en Pétur Ármannsson að stíga villtan dans við júróvisjón lag Rusl(hmm...viðeigandi miðað við júróvisjón)önu í samfesting með ýsu í annari og ufsa í hinni þá hef ég ekki séð það. Og ætla mér ekki að sjá það því það myndi án nokkurs vafa verða mér að bana.Annars hef ég verið að velta fyrir mér, þar sem ég er maður margra orða og hugsanna... orðinu hárský. Þetta er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108724876258914870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108724876258914870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108724876258914870' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108715778022723210</id><published>2004-06-13T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T13:16:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Undarlegt hvernig mér finnst fólk líta heiminn mun svarthvítari augum núna en þegar ég var barn. Sem barn var ég líkt og flest önnur, einfaldur og leit á hlutina á beinskeyttan hátt sem oftast urðu fyrir barði skilningsleysis sem að þjáir börn.En núna finnst mér sem að þó ég líti heiminn síður en svo svarthvítum augum séu aðrir, flestir sem að geri það. Vantar meiri liti í þetta allt saman.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108715778022723210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108715778022723210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108715778022723210' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108713923690584047</id><published>2004-06-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T08:07:16.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gekk fínt að spila á Nielsen. Evrópumótið byrjað í knattspyrnu.Eitthvað að mæta á þristaræfingar, veit ekki hversu heillaður ég er.Sumarið er tíminn.Vor, haust og vetur reyndar líkar.Lífið er fínt.Snakkbragð upp í mér.Klukkan er 15:06.Nei nú segi ég stopp.. það mun ekki koma neitt sniðugt í dag.Góður tími.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108713923690584047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108713923690584047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108713923690584047' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108644842768896173</id><published>2004-06-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T08:13:47.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hljómsveitin Mírí mun spila á Café Nielsen kl.17 á morgun, sunnudaginn 6.júní. Mírí er hljómsveit skipuð þremur ungum mönnum, Árna Geir Lárussyni á gítar og raddbönd, Ívari Pétri Kjartanssyni á trommur og Hjalta Jóni Sverrissyni á bassa.Þeir eru mjög spenntir og liggur lagavalið fyrir hjá þeim, en þeir munu flytja fjögur stórgóð lög: Hugsunarlaus og Hamingjusöm; Er við snerum heim; Óbærilegur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108644842768896173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108644842768896173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108644842768896173' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108630326376410653</id><published>2004-06-03T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:54:23.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja eins og PÁRi Potari segir voru skólaslit áðan. Ég hyggst ekki ætla að mæta á næstu, hef fengið nóg af þessum helvítis rykkornum sem safnast alltaf í augun á mér...Annars ætlaði ég einfaldlega að segja ykkur lesendum góðum að mæta endilega núna á sunnudaginn á Café Nielsen og hlusta á ljúfa tóna hljómsveitarinnar Mírí.Mætið eða verið blöðruhálsar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108630326376410653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108630326376410653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108630326376410653' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108630217931529293</id><published>2004-06-03T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:36:19.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já... einsog þið sjáið ætla ég að blogga hérna, og það er lítið sem þið getið gert í því.Er nýkominn af skólaslitum, þar sem krakkarnir urðu menn og kennararnir urðu Jay Leno.Lítið að segja frá útskriftinni nema bara að hún var fín... og já Ármann nokkur Einarsson (betur þekktur sem "Pabbi") var kvaddur með tja, tárum :'s þar sem hann ku vera fluttur til Grenivíkur (sem ég er ekki ennþá búinn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108630217931529293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108630217931529293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108630217931529293' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108620613747387719</id><published>2004-06-02T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T12:55:37.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þegiðu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108620613747387719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108620613747387719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108620613747387719' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108619531955128336</id><published>2004-06-02T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T09:55:19.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, ég hlusta á útvarpið allan daginn. Í góðum fíling.OG ÚT AF HVERJU KEMUR ALDREI WELCOME TO MY WORLD MEÐ RANDY FAULKNER?!?!Einstaklega hneykslaður.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108619531955128336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108619531955128336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108619531955128336' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108611056510248515</id><published>2004-06-01T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T10:22:45.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hjalti úr höfuðstað hér. Strákurinn er keikur á kantinum enn einn vinnudagurinn liðinn og brosið enn á sínum stað.Vinnustaðagrínarinn ætlar ekki að hætta að ganga fram af fólki og það er ansi stutt í það að einhver okkar fellbæingana mun hjóla í hann held ég.Já hann er einfaldlega það geðveill.Jónas er eitthvað að beila á að vera bloggari, hann er samt mun meira í tölvunni en ég..þetta þykir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108611056510248515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108611056510248515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611056510248515' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108578159483730574</id><published>2004-05-28T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T14:59:54.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jæja önnur vinnuvikan búin, þessi leið mun mun hraðar heldur en sú fyrri. Og ætli það sé nú ekki bara afbragðsgott.Fæ útborgað í lok næstu viku og hlakka nokkuð til þar sem ég hef unnið töluverða yfirvinnu. En ég þarf nú að kaupa eitthvað handa svíninu systur minni sem ætlar víst að ferma sig. Sem er nú ansi gott að gera.Herðir er fínn vinnustaður. Hresst fólk þar á sveimi, maður hlustar á Rás</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108578159483730574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108578159483730574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108578159483730574' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108558989021912188</id><published>2004-05-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T09:44:50.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ægilega þreyttur, þið afsakið.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108558989021912188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108558989021912188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108558989021912188' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108532573980484502</id><published>2004-05-23T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T08:27:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elsa Guðný Björgvinsdóttir er snillingur!Elsa Guðný Björgvinsdóttir er frábær manneskja, hún hefur fallegt ljóst hár að geyma ásamt setti af bláum augum sem bera með sér gáfur, innsæi og lúmsku.Elsa Guðný er fædd 25.janúar 1984 og er því í merki Vatnsberans.Vatnsberinn er þekktur fyrir að vera merki snillinga, svo sem Micheal Jordan, Alberts Einstein og svo að sjálfsögðu Elsu.Elsa er þekkt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108532573980484502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108532573980484502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108532573980484502' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108515760313158205</id><published>2004-05-21T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:40:03.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já góðan daginn. Fyrsta vinnuvikan er búin, að því undanskildu að ég þarf að vinna á morgun.Ég lét dobbla mig eins og við segjum í Herði.Herðir hefur í sínum herbúðum helling af skemmtilegum persónuleikum sem eru einstaklega spes og leyna á ýmsu.Ég og Pétur Ármannsson lentum í pínu vatnsslag í gær þegar við vorum að vinna. Okkar verk var að skrúbba ógeðfelld kör með háþrýstidælum og Pétur bara</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108515760313158205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108515760313158205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515760313158205' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108481694207385557</id><published>2004-05-17T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T11:02:22.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rosalega var helgin mögnuð! Þetta var alveg stórkostleg helgi í meira lagi! Það var bara allt skemmtilegt og þá meina ég allt, meira að segja þynnkan á laugardeginum var fín.Þetta var svo gaman að ég get varla skrifað um þetta...Fór að vinna í Herði í dag, það var mjög fínt. Aðallega þó kl.hálf 10 þegar ég kom með þennan brandara:Það sem drepur mann ekki, það HERÐIR mann.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108481694207385557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108481694207385557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108481694207385557' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108455961720491644</id><published>2004-05-14T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T11:33:37.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er að fara, prófin eru búin, í bústað. Ægilega verður gaman að slappa af í 2 daga í góðra vina hópi. Svona áður en maður fer að vinna.Skál.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108455961720491644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108455961720491644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108455961720491644' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108446284528316989</id><published>2004-05-13T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T08:40:45.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Á morgun segir sá sem er fullur tilhlökkunar.Á morgun fer ég í sálfræðipróf kl.9, sem er virkilega frábært, sérstaklega þar sem þetta mun vera mitt lokapróf á þessari vorönn.Hugsa sér hvað tíminn hefur liðið hratt, ég hef gengið um ganga þessa virðulega menntaseturs sem M.E. er í heilt skólaár núna. Þetta er búið að vera skemmtilegur tími, margt búið að breytast, sérstaklega maður sjálfur og </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108446284528316989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108446284528316989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108446284528316989' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108437204107470230</id><published>2004-05-12T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T07:27:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rosalegur fitness garpur er ég orðinn. Á mánudaginn fór ég á körfuboltaæfingu, þriðja skiptið á tæpri viku sem ég fer í körfubolta. Í gær fór ég á fótboltaæfingu; fjórða skiptið á tæpri viku sem ég fer í fótbolta. Og í kvöld ætla ég aftur á körfuboltaæfingu.Það er því deginum ljósara að stelpurnar munu bráðlega ekki geta haldið aftur af slefinu og munu falla fyrir Hjaltanum. Alveg þangað til þær</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108437204107470230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108437204107470230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108437204107470230' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108437184821297480</id><published>2004-05-12T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T07:24:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rosalegur fitness garpur er ég orðinn. Á mánudaginn fór ég á körfuboltaæfingu, þriðja skiptið á tæpri viku sem ég fer í körfubolta. Í gær fór ég á fótboltaæfingu; fjórða skiptið á tæpri viku sem ég fer í fótbolta. Og í kvöld ætla ég aftur á körfuboltaæfingu.Það er því deginum ljósara að stelpurnar munu bráðlega ekki geta haldið aftur af slefinu og munu falla fyrir Hjaltanum. Alveg þangað til þær</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108437184821297480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108437184821297480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108437184821297480' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108427859715046497</id><published>2004-05-11T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T05:29:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég hérna fór síðan og þá allt í einu sá ég ekki neitt, þú beyglaðir augun að mér og hélst að ég væri absúrd, greinilega klipptur inn í bakgrunninn á þessum heimi sem þú lifðir í. Greinilega. Útfjólublá stemmning yfir þessu mómenti öllu saman. Þetta var í raun kannski ekki neitt neitt, en þú vissir samt vel að augun á mér voru að skellihlægja að þér. Bara út af þessu vandræðalega augnaráði. Ég er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108427859715046497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108427859715046497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108427859715046497' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108420105277973638</id><published>2004-05-10T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T07:57:32.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fór í enskupróf í morgun og ég rústaði því.Það var bara dulítið vandræðalegt eftir á.Ég rústaði því ansi bókstaflega... labbaði inn, tók prófið, reif það í tætlur og trampaði oná því. Síðan þegar Páll spurði mig hvað í fjáranum ég væri að aðhafast svaraði ég: Hvað? ég ætlaði að rústa þessu prófi...Ok, slappur brandari.Er bara að reyna með öllum tiltækum ráðum að læra ekki, það gengur illa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108420105277973638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108420105277973638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108420105277973638' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108411505941139774</id><published>2004-05-09T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T08:08:50.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gærdagurinn var í gær.Og hann var mjög skemmtilegur, ég fór kl.9 um morguninn í stærðfræði próf og féll að öllum líkindum í því, en þar sem ég er með eindæmum jákvæður maður að eðlisfari þá held ég að ég nái, því það er svo þægilegt að lifa í blekkingu.Eftir að ég fór í þetta frábæra próf skellti ég mér ásamt félögunum Ívari Pétri og Gumma og við kíktum í verslunarmiðstöðina sem opnaði einmitt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108411505941139774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108411505941139774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108411505941139774' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108404542529754186</id><published>2004-05-08T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T12:48:14.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Og þá leit hann í augu meistara síns og sá allt sem hann hataði.En brosti þó að lokum og klappaði sjálfum sér á kinnina.Er ristillinn að angra þig?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108404542529754186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108404542529754186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108404542529754186' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108393136528402492</id><published>2004-05-07T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T05:07:13.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Veit einhver útaf hverju einkunnirnar mínar hanga uppí sjoppu á auglýsingatöflunni?!                  !Ha?Ég var að frétta af þessu rétt áðan... og ég hef ekki hugmynd út af hverju þær ættu að vera þarna... Ha?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108393136528402492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108393136528402492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108393136528402492' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108389327570689356</id><published>2004-05-06T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:32:22.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beygðu til vinstri       svona jáaðeins meiraog þá sérðu..................................................punkta? neineinei, hlustaðuþví þá sérðu     ef þú hlustar.Skrýtið.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108389327570689356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108389327570689356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108389327570689356' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108389322703358701</id><published>2004-05-06T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:31:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;What Pink Floyd Song Are You?Comfortably NumbYou're either a drug addict, or mentally unstable. Either way, you're not quite in touch with the real world. Put the needle down.Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108389322703358701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108389322703358701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108389322703358701' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108385040635592312</id><published>2004-05-06T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T06:37:52.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hæ</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108385040635592312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108385040635592312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108385040635592312' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108377988987443890</id><published>2004-05-05T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T11:02:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eitthvað svona wich kind of a rock star are you próf.. :Intellectual Rock Star. You're 1,000 times more intelligent than most people. And you have a great understanding/appreciation of the sexiness of the Ari.:-D With your big vocabulary words and intimidating theories, you're the envy of Radiohead'ers everywhere. Congratulations, overachievers!                 ... enginn kúkur Sérlákur(No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108377988987443890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108377988987443890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377988987443890' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108376544798323505</id><published>2004-05-05T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T07:01:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;With which great bass player do you most identify?John Paul JonesBassist who recorded with the Yardbirds and the Rolling Stones before becoming the bassist for Led Zeppelin.Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376544798323505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376544798323505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376544798323505' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108376465398415081</id><published>2004-05-05T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T06:48:38.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;Which Radiohead song are you?Knives OutIf you'd been a dog, they would've drowned you at birth. So knives out, catch the mouse, squash his head, put him in the pot. Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;Radiohead rúls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376465398415081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376465398415081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376465398415081' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108376435061319200</id><published>2004-05-05T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T06:43:35.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;Which Bob Dylan song are you?Don't Think TwiceClick Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;Já svei mér þá... Bob Dylan er náttúrulega snilldin ein.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376435061319200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108376435061319200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376435061319200' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108375586379157271</id><published>2004-05-05T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T04:22:08.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ný Frétt, ný frétt!Það sást til Jónasar hins horfna um 9 leytið í morgun á Skagaströnd. Ungur maður að nafni Narfi Ormsson sagðist hafa séð mann í kufli ganga um strendur Skaga æpandi:,,Hallbjörn, Hallbjörn, bjarg mér með kántrý, bjarg mér! Mitt nafn er Jónas Reynir og ég er týndur spánarfari".Ekki er þó víst að þetta hafi verið Jónas.Í þessu furðulega máli hefur komið fram enn furðulegri </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108375586379157271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108375586379157271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108375586379157271' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108366987720919571</id><published>2004-05-04T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T04:28:33.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...ætli Damien Rice hafi ekki þessi áhrif á mann?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108366987720919571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108366987720919571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108366987720919571' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108366982362762441</id><published>2004-05-04T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T04:27:39.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þar sem ekkert erjá þar líður mér vellangar þig að koma með? Nei þú getur það ekkiþví mér líðurvel þar sem ekkert er manstu?                                        En...mér getur varla              já varla öðlast sú vellíðanþví þar sem ekkert er.                  Þar er ekki ég.En mér líður veloft.Blómakransar afþakkaðir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108366982362762441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108366982362762441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108366982362762441' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108362291196392394</id><published>2004-05-03T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T15:25:59.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gærkvöldið mitt! Og gærkvöldið þitt...Gærkvöldið mitt! Var virkilega skemmtilegt. Guðmundur "góði" Jónsson kom, sá og sigraði (vísun í samræður gærkveldsins) og gerði með mér munnlegt verkefni í dönsku. Very oral, yes. Síðan fórum ég og Gummi á rúntinn og náðum í Árna Geir sem var að labba á móti okkur, nokk kalinn á kantinum og sprækur. Síðan var það Ívar Pétur Kjartansson sem að gekk inn í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108362291196392394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108362291196392394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108362291196392394' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108335245404107155</id><published>2004-04-30T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T12:18:32.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég var í ökutíma. Búinn með 8 núna. Það gengur fínt.Góð saga.En allaveganna þá er það annars helst að frétta að strákurinn er einn heima í góðum fíling að fara að eta kínverskar vorrúllur frá Danmörku. Á morgun er stefnt á Gallup Dodge "teiti" heima hjá mér og það verður stuð. Ég og kærastan í aðalhlutverki og Elsa Guðný að sjálfsögðu þarna einhversstaðar hehehe, Elsa þú veist ég er að stríða </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108335245404107155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108335245404107155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108335245404107155' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108335230007478461</id><published>2004-04-30T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T12:15:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108335230007478461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108335230007478461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108335230007478461' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108326681821742627</id><published>2004-04-29T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T12:31:15.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég komst að því áðan hversu ótrúlega vanmetið tekex er. Ég er að eta tekex rétt í þessu og ég veit varla hvað segja skal... þetta er ótrúlegt. Svo einfalt en þó svo gott.Tekex, kemur skapinu í lag og lætur mallann brosa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108326681821742627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108326681821742627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108326681821742627' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108325216376579648</id><published>2004-04-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T08:27:00.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmmmmmmmmmmm....                           Er  ég                                                                        orð-          ..               INN?!                                                                                                                                   geðveikur?Geð er rótin. Geðveik stofninn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108325216376579648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108325216376579648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108325216376579648' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108316958754946545</id><published>2004-04-28T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T09:30:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by morning_prayerYour first full nameYour personality rates a-10,000,000 damn you suckyour best quality isyour styleyour worst quality isyou start conflicts alotthis is becauseyou were born this wayCreated with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!í fyrsta skipti sem ég get ekki fengið það af mér að mótmæla persónuleikaprófi hahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108316958754946545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108316958754946545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108316958754946545' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108306868604885432</id><published>2004-04-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T05:29:00.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég trúi þessu ekki uppá mig. Ég gleymdi því þegar Aldís átti afmæli. Þetta er vissulega ófyrirgefanlegt og það verður erfitt að ganga um þetta jarðríki án þess að láta undan byrði sektarkenndar. Aldís Fjóla sem hefur alltaf verið til staðar fyrir Hjaltann þegar hann þarf á knúsi eða spjalli að halda er einhver yndislegasta manneskja sem ég þekki og ég á henni svo margt gott skilið. Aldís, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108306868604885432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108306868604885432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108306868604885432' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108299644036409426</id><published>2004-04-26T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T09:24:53.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lýst er eftir Jónasi Reyni Gunnarssyni, bloggara og nærfatasérfræðingi.Jónas sást seinast þegar við kraftlóðalyftingu 17.apríl 2004 í vaxtarræktarsal á Spáni, þar sem hann var ásamt félaga sínum Edmundo. Edmundo neitar öllum ásökunum um að vera valdur að hvarfi Jónasar og hafði þetta um málið að segja: ,,Ég myndi aldrei vinna Jónasi mein. Hann er ekki bara lyftingafélagi minn og </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108299644036409426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108299644036409426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108299644036409426' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108281106442339222</id><published>2004-04-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T05:55:14.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vil óska Hildi Kareni til hamingju með afmælið. Veit ekki út af hverju en allt í einu mundi ég að hún ætti afmæli í dag. Skemmtilegt. Til hamingju Hildur mín!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108281106442339222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108281106442339222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108281106442339222' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108281069687507435</id><published>2004-04-24T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T05:49:06.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ómar ómar í Valaskjálf í kvöld. Sjáumst.Gangi ykkur vel.Ómar Ragnarsson sjálfur á svæðinu...hress.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108281069687507435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108281069687507435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108281069687507435' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108256896664140267</id><published>2004-04-21T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T10:40:12.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skemmtilegt svona nafnaanalyze dæmi... hmmm...Your first name of Hjalti creates a serious, thoughtful nature, shrewd, efficient, and business-minded. You are one to make your own decisions, and not be influenced by others. You desire independence and freedom from the authority and interference of others. You are not overly ambitious, preferring instead just to seek stable, settled conditions </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108256896664140267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108256896664140267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108256896664140267' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108248296167756938</id><published>2004-04-20T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T10:46:46.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strákurinn var í íþróttum áðan og það var alveg þokkalega ágætt stuð í því.- Er það blindur að ég hélt þegar ég leit á varamannabekkinn um miðjan tímann að Valdimar væri Raggi Bogg og síðan þegar ég fattaði að Valdimar væri vissulega Valdimar, hélt ég að Villi væri Raggi Bogg. Svo er ekki.Raggi Bogg var um tíma það eina sem ég sá sem sagt. Bara fullt af Röggum.- Síðan fór ég að pæla í einu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108248296167756938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108248296167756938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108248296167756938' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108246502242482977</id><published>2004-04-20T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T05:47:46.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sjáðu hvaða týpa þú ertJæja!!!! Er eitthvað vit í þessu?Held ekki...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108246502242482977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108246502242482977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108246502242482977' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108215262455653633</id><published>2004-04-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T15:01:03.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://frontpage.simnet.is/finnure/myndir/valdar_myndir/1019[0].JPGef þið kíkið á þetta sjáiði manninn sem að varð fyrir því að lenda fyrir barðinu á Kobba og Öglu með stuðning frá mér og Hafliða í bakið. Þessi maður er í dag með skallablett og engar augabrúnir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108215262455653633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108215262455653633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108215262455653633' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108213845133806123</id><published>2004-04-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T11:04:50.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tók þetta af hinni margrómuðu Leoncie síðu, en þar eyði ég mestum frítíma mínum þessa daganna.Q: What kind of Music do you write Leoncie? A: I  write Wholesome Happy Music that anyone can listen to and dance to. My music is  Western Rock-Pop-Dance. I make music for my fans and not for perverted critics..ó ég hlæ.    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108213845133806123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108213845133806123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213845133806123' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108212080244924985</id><published>2004-04-16T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T06:10:41.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do people really think about you? by Raven319NameAgefavorite songParents thinkYou work too hardStrangers thinkYou're hotFriends thinkYou're wonderfulCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!já virkilega skemmtilegt þetta....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108212080244924985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108212080244924985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108212080244924985' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108203651334527900</id><published>2004-04-15T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T06:45:50.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég hef aldrei verið jafn nálægt því að fá taugaáfall og ég er núna í tölvunni heima, veikur.Ég þarf að skila á morgun sálfræðiverkefni annars er ég fallinn í áfanganum og sama hvað ég reyni...ég get ekki fengið excel sem virkar.Ekki excellent það.Ég verð brjálaður.Og missi vitið.Og fer að gráta.Brjálaður.Taugaáfall...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108203651334527900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108203651334527900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203651334527900' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108196061610130898</id><published>2004-04-14T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T09:40:52.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skólinn er byrjaður á ný.                         jebb.Jónas er enn á spáni, djöfuls kaffibarahomminn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108196061610130898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108196061610130898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108196061610130898' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108176872519903695</id><published>2004-04-12T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T04:22:38.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já góðan og margblessaðan daginn, Hjalti úr höfuðstað hér. Þó ekki höfuðstól þar sem stóllinn sem ég er í er gerður úr...tja ýmsu en ekki höfðum.Gleðilega páska útúrtjúttuðu hamstradritin ykkar.Fór í gær á eitthvað ægilegasta ball sem ég hef farið á með Pöpunum, það var gaman ó já. Ó já.En byrjum á byrjuninni: Strákurinn fór keikur uppí bústað á Skipalæk hjá sprækum Djúpvogingum(já ég hef </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108176872519903695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108176872519903695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108176872519903695' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108162998181617973</id><published>2004-04-10T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T13:50:12.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Er að hlusta á lagið ágætis byrjun með Sigur Rós í stúdíoútgáfu í fyrsta skiptið í langan tíma og ekki laust við það að ég hafi fengið andlega fullnægingu.Og pínu líkamlega.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108162998181617973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108162998181617973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108162998181617973' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108162916733191088</id><published>2004-04-10T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T13:36:38.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey já. Jónas er alpamávur í hafi torskilinna hugsanna.Jónas er líka úrgangur.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108162916733191088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108162916733191088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108162916733191088' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108160003665495825</id><published>2004-04-10T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T05:31:07.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég verð að játa það að gærkvöldið/nóttin var eiginlega bara undarlegt.En ég rataði á Café Kósy á Reyðarfirði og kom sjálfum mér skemmtilega á óvart með því.Ég hef ekki orku í að skrifa meira. Hafið það gott.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108160003665495825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108160003665495825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108160003665495825' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108144677272434703</id><published>2004-04-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T10:56:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Band Should You Be In? by couplandesqueYour NameBand NameMuse RoleBassist TrademarkCrazy Hairdo Love InterestA Porn Star Created with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!...smellpassar allt saman er það ekki?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108144677272434703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108144677272434703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144677272434703' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108133993356175872</id><published>2004-04-07T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T05:16:00.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í morgun þegar ég vaknaði, mundi ég ekkert frá því kl.19 í gærkveldi.Síðan þegar ég leit á netið mundi ég.Sigurinn.Sigurinn.Er að fara í allsherjar tiltekt á eftir heima og það fær mann til að hugsa: Nei greinilega ekki.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108133993356175872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108133993356175872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108133993356175872' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108128461189450669</id><published>2004-04-06T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T13:53:57.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-1!!!! CHELSEA VANN!!! CHELSEA VANN ARSENAL 2-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108128461189450669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108128461189450669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108128461189450669' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108108369371583280</id><published>2004-04-04T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T06:05:16.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í gær var ég stoltur maður.Silla var mergjuð með tangóinn, til hamingju Silla mín, þetta var alveg frábært. Freyja og Fanney voru magnaðar í bakröddum ásamt kærustunni minni henni Möggu. Þetta var magnað.Annars var bara afslöppun á Hj. þessa helgina, fór og spilaði í Valaskjálf, það gekk fínt, strákurinn tók bassasóló hægri vinstri... já í alvörunni. Virkilega gaman að spila með HHF þó það </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108108369371583280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108108369371583280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108108369371583280' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108092685262257734</id><published>2004-04-02T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T09:31:12.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maður spyr sig.Margra spurninga.Og fær svör             við og við.Ég er kominn í páskafrí og það er deginum ljósara að þetta verða raksápupáskar. Ég verð þó að játa að ég geri mér ekki alveg grein fyrir því að ég sé kominn í frí, finnst það einhvernveginn óraunhæft. Og þó. Og þó og þó.Harmonikkuhljómsveit Fellamanna spilar á morgun í Valaskjálf allra landsmanna og mun trylla </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108092685262257734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108092685262257734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108092685262257734' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108082816168720329</id><published>2004-04-01T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T06:06:20.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Var að fá þær bestu fréttir í heimi að systir mín snillingurinn Eyrún er á leiðinni í bæ gleðinnar!!!Mun vinna á Pizzunni í sumar, þökk sé Gylfa sem að bauð henni starf.Það er ekki laust við það að ég sé að gráta núna af gleði.Greinilegt að þetta sumar verður endalaust 3,5 eða 7.Bara... mér dettur ekkert í hug að segja nema að undirstrika hamingju mína með þetta sumar.3, 5 eða 7.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108082816168720329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108082816168720329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082816168720329' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108068850031985360</id><published>2004-03-30T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T15:18:44.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bonchero bonchero. Á fimmtudaginn fer ég til RVK (keyrandi #%$&amp;%/:()%:(&amp;;$"/) og á föstudaginn til Spánar, whee.híhí</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108068850031985360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108068850031985360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108068850031985360' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108022660436927640</id><published>2004-03-25T06:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T07:02:01.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Góðan daginn. Langt síðan seinast.Ég er bara búinn að vera taka upp eins og óður maður með spilræpu á tölvuna.Fékk kassagítar í lán um helgina og gerði lagið My morning Savage á sunnudeginum. Ég hugsa að nokkrir lesendur Caberson muni leggja saman 2 og 2 og fá 5 líkt og Radiohead hérna um árið.Tók síðan upp lagið talað við sjálfan sig og súpuna en þar er ég að tala við sjálfan mig og eta súpu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108022660436927640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108022660436927640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108022660436927640' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-108004989930731449</id><published>2004-03-23T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T05:56:49.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mustache v. 1.2Smá Stalín bragur á þessu, hvernig er fólk að fíla það?Get ekki beðið eftir að fá fullkominn skeggvöxt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108004989930731449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/108004989930731449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004989930731449' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107998104879772898</id><published>2004-03-22T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T09:19:46.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Góðan dag.Hjalti orðinn veikur :/ kominn með drullu í þriðja sinn á þessari önn. Óskum honum skjótsssss bata blessuðum drengnum. Hér má sjá mynd af honum þegar hann uppgötvaði að hann væri að fá í magann enn eina ferðina:Svo er það Húsavík næstu helgi og Biomjólk þar á eftir.Góðar stundirBBC LIVE UPDATEBeðist er velvirðingar á stuldi myndarinnar hér fyrir ofan, en hún er fengin á síðu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107998104879772898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107998104879772898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107998104879772898' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107987356357673795</id><published>2004-03-21T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T04:56:06.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Og við dönsuðum og við hlógum. Síðan snerist heimurinn við og allt fór í tangó.Heimildaritgerðir.Gerðir.Hringdi sami krakkinn tvisvar á hálfri mínútu til að spurja eftir systur minni, ætli krakkinn sé með alzheimer?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107987356357673795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107987356357673795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107987356357673795' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107981262805421205</id><published>2004-03-20T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T12:00:30.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:l</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107981262805421205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107981262805421205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107981262805421205' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107951704941764544</id><published>2004-03-17T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T01:54:07.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Er í tölvuveri emm e. Enskan féll niður. Tvo daga í röð. Hjalti double post. Mæli með að þið kíkið ekki á bloggið hennar Katrínar heldur farið á einhverja aðra síðu. Ekki fara á bloggið hennar. Hún er lygari.Spila á föst. í Samfellu, söngvakeppni félagsmiðstöðarinnar í Fellabæ. Pétur biður að heilsa. Bæ</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107951704941764544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107951704941764544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107951704941764544' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107946051139049604</id><published>2004-03-16T10:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T10:11:48.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your future occupation by meteoricYour nameYour future occupationPoliticianYearly income$908,372Hours per week you work41EducationUp to 6 years of collegeCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!hver andskotinn?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107946051139049604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107946051139049604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107946051139049604' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107946049559659656</id><published>2004-03-16T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T10:11:32.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your future occupation by meteoricYour nameYour future occupationPoliticianYearly income$908,372Hours per week you work41EducationUp to 6 years of collegeCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107946049559659656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107946049559659656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107946049559659656' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107945987775834764</id><published>2004-03-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T10:01:14.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maður má ekki geyma lífið fram að síðasta söludegi. Þá hverfur allur ferskleiki. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107945987775834764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107945987775834764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107945987775834764' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107919321817144812</id><published>2004-03-13T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T07:56:50.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two retards having a blastVantar bara aðal retardinn inn á þessa mynd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107919321817144812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107919321817144812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107919321817144812' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107887543991877437</id><published>2004-03-09T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T15:40:27.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hvaða disk á ég að dánlóda?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107887543991877437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107887543991877437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107887543991877437' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107876711236981785</id><published>2004-03-08T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T09:34:58.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Road trippin' with my two favourite allææææææææææææææææææææææææææææs"Kappinn segir allt í key. Er líklega að fara í gíggjað road trip með Siggu Eir og Sissó í leit að blaksigri á Reyðarfirði. Mun ég þá kalla mig Coach Kormákur og heimta hámarksárangur.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmergjað.Er fyrirliði brúnra á opnum dögum og verður það ekkert nema taumlaus gleði!Hef ekki tíma fyrir meira blogg.ÉG ER </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107876711236981785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107876711236981785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107876711236981785' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107874979312775507</id><published>2004-03-08T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T04:46:18.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nú gráta geirfuglarnir og dúdufuglarnir á fuglahimnaríki.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107874979312775507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107874979312775507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874979312775507' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107848384856351080</id><published>2004-03-05T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T02:53:49.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Góðan dag.Ég er hérna í tölvuveri ME ásamt Vigdísi Finnbogadóttur, þó aðeins í anda. Að vanda. Maður á að vanda sig. Munið það.Minni er ansi forvitnilegt fyrirbæri.Barkinn er í kvöld, það verður gaman, ég spila nokkur lög. Hlakka til að sjá ykkur.Pétur segir að það séu engir karlmenn í kvennó. Pétur er fordómafullur. Goddamnthatboy!Barkinn er í kvöld, það verður gaman, ég spila nokkur lög. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107848384856351080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107848384856351080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107848384856351080' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107833656000301006</id><published>2004-03-03T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:58:58.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þessi dagur var ekki eins og ég vonaði að hann yrði í gær.Hann var slæmur, þreytandi.En batnandi dögum er best að lifa. Ármann er farinn í orlof og óska ég honum til hamingju með það! Hafþór Snjólfur mun taka við mér í tónfræðinni og hlakka ég mikið til þar sem Hafþór Snjólfur er tónlistarmaður mjög góður og vonandi tökum við í eitthvað jamm.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107833656000301006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107833656000301006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107833656000301006' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107825584980240202</id><published>2004-03-02T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T11:33:47.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það er mikið að gera ég segi það satt.Betra er að hafa mikið að gera en ekkert. Jákvæðni.Magnað. Magnari.Síðan lít ég á 100% á skjánum og hugsa með mér að kannski verði maður þannig á morgun. 100. 19:28- Klukkan, tíminn. Já tíminn er afstæður. Verum góð og þjónum.19:29- mér líst betur á þetta. Það er 02.03.'04 í dag, magnað. Mér finnst það frábært. Talnaleikir eru keikir.19-30.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107825584980240202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107825584980240202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825584980240202' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107825087398504831</id><published>2004-03-02T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:17:29.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Djöfull rústar minn Hjalta&lt;!-- begin BATTLE FISHIES code --&gt; Jónas Caberson MollyAgility10|Strength4|Stamina9Battle Rating23OriginsJónas Caberson was created by a scientific experiment gone wrongCan your fishy beat Jónas Caberson ?&lt;!-- end BATTLE FISHIES code --&gt;&lt;!-- begin BATTLE FISHIES code --&gt; Hjalti Caberson MollyAgility10|Strength7|Stamina5Battle Rating22OriginsHjalti Caberson fell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107825087398504831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107825087398504831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825087398504831' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107809695376687058</id><published>2004-02-29T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T15:25:28.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dauði og djöfull. Síld og súrð. Svei mér þá ætlarinn leggjast.Já nú er helginni lokið og andskotinn tekur við í skóla vorum. Æj æj æj kvöl og pínaHjalti heitir ekki Stínaef ég hlypi myndi mér hlýnaþangað til verð ég að bíðaJá ég veit seinasta línan er svolítið öðruvísi en það er samt verulega töff. Annars er gaman að segja frá því að Hjalti ætlar að skella inn limrum á tveggja daga fresti</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107809695376687058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107809695376687058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107809695376687058' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107774266272827458</id><published>2004-02-25T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T13:01:44.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- begin BATTLE FISHIES code --&gt; Hjalti GuppyAgility7|Strength6| color="#00ff00"&gt;Stamina0Battle Rating13OriginsHjalti's origins are unknownCan your fishy beat Hjalti ?&lt;!-- end BATTLE FISHIES code --&gt;Rææææææææææd ó</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107774266272827458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107774266272827458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107774266272827458' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107756046023589118</id><published>2004-02-23T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T10:23:46.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hérna eru 10 ástæður fyrir því af hverju ég og Sigurbjörg Elín Hólmarsdóttir erum yndisleg. 1. að því að við erum falleg 2. afþví að við erum fyndin! 3. Afþví að það væri ekki jafn bjart hér á héraði án okkar 4. Afþví að við erum svo snyrtileg og hendum aldrei rusli 5. afþví ða við erum góð í dönsku 6. Afþví að allir kennarar elska okkur.. allavega mig þú sefur bara hjá þeim 7. Afþví að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107756046023589118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107756046023589118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107756046023589118' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107754500104877579</id><published>2004-02-23T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T06:06:07.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Góðan dag.Gaman að segja frá því að ég eyðilagði hurðina hennar Lindu þegar hún skutlaði mér heim í hádeginu. Þannig er mál með vexti að þegar ég var að yfirgefa fararskjótinn tók ég ekki eftir því að þegar ég var að loka dyrunum þá var beltið á milli.. og það stakkst inn í hurðina og skildi eftir sig gat.Frekar vandræðalegt.Annars erum við Hjalti staddir í tölvuveri ME að vinna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107754500104877579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107754500104877579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107754500104877579' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107727521313246690</id><published>2004-02-20T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T03:09:35.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skellti inn link á  Huginn hressa tappa og er einmitt að skrifa þessi orð í tölvunni hans. En nú skal farið í stærðfræði, góðar stundir gott fólk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107727521313246690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107727521313246690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107727521313246690' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107722632838099132</id><published>2004-02-19T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T13:34:49.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Aparnir nálguðust hægt og hljótt. Við heyrðum í þeim, en gerðum okkur ekki grein fyrir hættunni sem skreið upp að okkur, okkar hnífur í bakið. Et tu Brute. Prímatabræður okkar hafa svikið okkur, svikið, líkt og héra í mötuneyti Fellaskóla. Fóstbræðrabandalag er þeim ekkert. En við, mennirnir, hinir viti bornu menn, stóru háloftahugsanaperurnar, höfum svo sem aldrei verið þeirra besti vinur. En </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107722632838099132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107722632838099132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107722632838099132' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107704681488043581</id><published>2004-02-17T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T11:42:53.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Famous Leader Are You?Jáhá. Ég vissi að ég yrði skotinn í leikhúsi, það liggur náttúrulega bara beint við.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107704681488043581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107704681488043581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107704681488043581' title=''/><author><name>Hjalti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13905315974158567509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107704011831060337</id><published>2004-02-17T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T09:51:16.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Svona liti ég að öllum líkindum út ef ég væri með nett yfirvaraskegg.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107704011831060337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107704011831060337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107704011831060337' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107697773121205921</id><published>2004-02-16T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T16:36:35.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gærkvöldið var áhugavert. Ég, Hjalti, Pétur og Hjálmar fórum galvaskir heim til Péturs og horfðum á All-stars NBA leikinn. Átum heljarinnar býsn af snakki, þó sérstaklega Pétur, sem fékk einhvern magnaðasta niðurgang allra tíma morguninn eftir. Gaman að því. Annars var þetta fínn leikur og enn betri stemmari og fór ég að sofa um 5 leytið.Svo ætla ég að panta mér tölvu á morgun- Jónas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107697773121205921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107697773121205921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107697773121205921' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5942539.post-107684293974622406</id><published>2004-02-15T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T03:04:55.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eru allir orðnir brjálaðir?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107684293974622406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5942539/posts/default/107684293974622406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caberson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107684293974622406' title=''/><author><name>Jónas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
