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Friday, August 29, 2003

YES !!!

Thursday, August 28, 2003

very. Nú er nýtt skólaár hafið með gleði og glaum. Allir krakkarnir leika sér í sandkössum borgarinnar þar sem kettir annarra sveitafélaga gera þarfir sínar. Mávarnir standa vökt um borgina frá bognum ljósastaurum og hin hverfullu stræti akureyrar fyllast kvóta. Fjárfestingarfélagið Straumur að hækka á Kaupþingi og úrvalsvísitalan á hraðri uppleið. Tex Arcana að fara á hausinn, en röðin lengist á Dorsia og Pharrell Williams kemst ekki þar inn og mér til vonbrigðar þá gerist Dirty Dancing í fortíðinni. Þrátt fyrir það er ennþá von fyrir okkur.

N.E.R.D. - in search of... very very cd 4 cats and ducks.

You can't be me, I'm a Rock Star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
IT'S ALMOST OVER NOW IT'S ALMOST OVER NOW

Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Delicatessen fyrir Matrix nörda og alla leikmennina sem sofnuðu í þessum mögnuðu hvörfum.

Monday, August 18, 2003

Fyrir brakandi póstmódernískt flæði, og allt að því óþyrmilega samsvörun við raunveruleikasjónvarpsþætti beint í æð, og skuggalega sýn á lífið sem að við lifum í þessum heimi sem við lifum í, skuluð þið ekki hika við að gera ykkur og alla ykkar ástvini og ættingja gestkomin (er það til?) milli stanganna og í raun bara í miðjum veraldarvönum tengilið þeim er ég hyggst tengja hér við. Hér. Ég virðist hafa tapað þræðinum einhversstaðar í miðjum klíðum, einhversstaðar innanum fossa og kletta og flúðir, regnskóga og og ferðaþjónustufélög og villta hunda sem er drullusama.

Friðgeir og félagar! (Ég veit að nú verður Eiki alveg brjálaður! HA!

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Ladies and gentlemen
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name... (haha)
Justin
Wowwww

All the way
from Memphis, Tennessee
And he's got somethin' special for y'all tonight
He's gonna sing a song for y'all
About this girl

Come in right here?

Yea, come on
On that sunny day didn't know I'd meet,
Such a beautiful girl walking down the street
Seen those bright brown eyes
With tears coming down (so he said to himself)
She deserves a crown
But where is it now
Mama listen

Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
But you could feel this real love
If you just lay in my

Running fast in my mind
Girl won't you slow it down
If we carry on this way this thing might leave the ground
How would you like to fly?
That's how my queen should ride
But you still deserve a crown
Well hasn't it been found?
Mama listen..

Senorita, I feel for you (feel for you)
You deal with things, that you don't have to (no, no)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
(he don't love ya baby)
But you could feel this real love (feel it)
If you just lay in my...

Ah, ah, arms...
(Won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms...
(Mama lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms...
(Baby won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms...

When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
And no longer will you ever have to cry...

Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
(Deal with things you don't have to)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm (no, no)
But you could feel this real love (feel it)
If you just lay in my...

Ah, ah, arms...
(Whoa)
Ah, ah, arms...
(My baby)
Ah, ah, arms...
(Oooh, yea)
Ah, ah, arms...

When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
You won't ever cry

Now listen,
I wanna try some right now,
See they don't do this anymore.
I'ma sing something
And I want the guys to sing with me
They go:
"It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?"
And then the ladies go
"I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you"
Guys sing!
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
And ladies..
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Feels good don't it? Come on
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Yea, ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Show the good to me

Sing it one more time
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies,
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Yea, yea..
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies,
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you

Gentlemen, good night, Ladies, good morning

That's it...

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Þar sem ekkert markvert er að eiga sér stað í mínu lífi og sumarið er svo gott sem búið ætla ég bara að halda áfram að stela linkum.

Mælt er með annarlegu ástandi ef þú hefur hugsað þér að smella hér.

(Ég veit ekki af hverju en þetta minnti mig einhvernveginn á Gauta.)