﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Jóna Sigurbjörg  pælingar lífsins</title><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/</link><description>I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not.</description><copyright>(c) 2007, BlogCentral.is, All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>60</ttl><item><title>kæru lesendur</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="book antiqua,palatino" size="4"&gt;k&amp;aelig;ru lesendur a&amp;eth; s&amp;ouml;kum allra &amp;thorn;essara nafnlausu kommenta og sk&amp;iacute;tkasts og ekki s&amp;iacute;st vegna hversu l&amp;eacute;legt blogg central er or&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; skrifa endalausar bloggf&amp;aelig;rslur sem bara hverfa p&amp;uacute;ff :( hef &amp;eacute;g &amp;aacute;kve&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; taka r&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;leggingum sonju vinkonu um a&amp;eth; f&amp;aelig;ra mig yfir &amp;aacute; bloggar.is aftur og nota g&amp;ouml;mlu s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;una m&amp;iacute;na &amp;thorn;ar &lt;a href="http://www.jona4u.bloggar.is/"&gt;www.jona4u.bloggar.is&lt;/a&gt; og ver&amp;eth;ur s&amp;uacute; s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a l&amp;aelig;st ef &amp;thorn;i&amp;eth; hafi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;huga &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; vera &amp;aacute;fram lesendur a&amp;eth; m&amp;iacute;nu bloggi er ykkur velkomi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; senda m&amp;eacute;r p&amp;oacute;st &amp;aacute; &lt;a href="mailto:jonagabriel77@hotmail.com"&gt;jonagabriel77@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; og f&amp;aacute; uppgefi&amp;eth; lykilor&amp;eth;i&amp;eth;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua" size="4"&gt;megi drottinn blessa ykkur r&amp;iacute;kulega &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua" size="4"&gt;kn&amp;uacute;s til ykkar allra &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/1/kaeru-lesendur/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/1/kaeru-lesendur/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 16:05:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>fengið af síðunni hennar Anítu vinkonu alveg mögnuð lesning</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Beita Satans&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Kynnig b&amp;oacute;kar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Hver sem hefur set gildru upp fyrir d&amp;yacute;r veit a&amp;eth; gildran &amp;thorn;arf a&amp;eth; hafa tvennt, annarsvegar &amp;thorn;ar h&amp;uacute;n a&amp;eth; vera falin &amp;aacute; g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ann h&amp;aacute;tt &amp;iacute; von &amp;thorn;eirri a&amp;eth; d&amp;yacute;ri&amp;eth; rekist &amp;aacute; hana og &amp;iacute; &amp;ouml;&amp;eth;rulagi &amp;thorn;arf a&amp;eth; vera beita &amp;iacute; gildrunni til a&amp;eth; lokka d&amp;yacute;ri&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; gyn dau&amp;eth;ans (gyldrunnar).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Satan, erki &amp;oacute;vinur s&amp;aacute;lar okkar, b&amp;yacute;r yfir beggja &amp;thorn;essa &amp;thorn;egar hann leggur fyrir okkur andlega dau&amp;eth;ans gildrur.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;THORN;&amp;aelig;r eru b&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;i vel faldar og hafa beitu.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Satan &amp;aacute;samt hans hersveit , er ekki eins h&amp;aacute;fa&amp;eth;asamur eins og margir vilja tr&amp;uacute;a. Hann er l&amp;uacute;mskur og undirf&amp;ouml;rull &amp;iacute; blekkingu sinni. Hann er slyngur &amp;iacute; herna&amp;eth;ara&amp;eth;ger&amp;eth;um s&amp;iacute;num..... l&amp;aelig;v&amp;iacute;s og slunginn. Ekki gleyma hann getur dulb&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; sig &amp;iacute; lj&amp;oacute;sengils mynd e&amp;eth;a sem bo&amp;eth;beri lj&amp;oacute;ssins. Ef vi&amp;eth; erum ekki &amp;thorn;j&amp;aacute;lfu&amp;eth; e&amp;eth;a &amp;thorn;ekkjum ekki or&amp;eth; Gu&amp;eth;s &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ekkja &amp;iacute; sannleika munin &amp;aacute; anda ills e&amp;eth;a g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;s &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;ekkjum vi&amp;eth; ekki gildrur hans &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;eirri s&amp;ouml;nnu mynd sem &amp;thorn;&amp;aelig;r koma &amp;iacute;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Ein af hans &amp;aacute;hrifar&amp;iacute;kustu blekkingum og undirferli sem vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir kristnu svo oft gr&amp;iacute;pum beituna me&amp;eth; er &amp;thorn;egar vi&amp;eth; erum m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gu&amp;eth; e&amp;eth;a s&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth;. M&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gunin sj&amp;aacute;f er ekki endilega &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem drepur okkur andlega heldur ef vi&amp;eth; festumst &amp;iacute; gildrunni. Eins ef vi&amp;eth; t&amp;ouml;kum m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;guninni e&amp;eth;a s&amp;aelig;rindunum og meltum hana og f&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;umst &amp;aacute; henni &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; fer h&amp;uacute;n &amp;iacute; hjarta okkar &amp;thorn;egar vi&amp;eth; h&amp;ouml;fum &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; teki&amp;eth; henni og m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gast e&amp;eth;a s&amp;aelig;rst. S&amp;aelig;rt f&amp;oacute;lk gefur af s&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute;vexti svo sem, &lt;strong&gt;s&amp;aelig;rindi, rei&amp;eth;i, hneikslun, afbr&amp;yacute;&amp;eth;issemi, &amp;oacute;s&amp;aelig;tti&lt;/strong&gt; og &lt;strong&gt;deilur, gremju, biturleika, hatur&lt;/strong&gt;, og &lt;strong&gt;&amp;ouml;fund&lt;/strong&gt;. Sumt af framhalds&amp;aacute;v&amp;ouml;xtum eru m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ganir, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;aacute;r&amp;aacute;sir, lygar, sundrung&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;brotin samb&amp;ouml;nd, svik&lt;/strong&gt; og &lt;strong&gt;afturhvarf&lt;/strong&gt; fr&amp;aacute; tr&amp;uacute;nni.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Oft &amp;thorn;eir sem hafa veri&amp;eth; m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ga&amp;eth;ir e&amp;eth;a s&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth;ir gera s&amp;eacute;r alls ekki grein fyrir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir eru fanga&amp;eth;ir &amp;iacute; gildru. &amp;THORN;eir eru &amp;oacute;me&amp;eth;vita&amp;eth;ir um &amp;aacute;stand sitt vegna &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir horfa svo st&amp;iacute;ft &amp;aacute; hva&amp;eth; var gert rangt &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;eirra hlut. Eru &amp;thorn;eir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; &amp;iacute; afneitun. &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;hrifar&amp;iacute;kasta sem &amp;oacute;vinurinn gerir a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; blinda okkur til &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; einbeita okkur &amp;aacute; okkur sj&amp;aacute;lf og s&amp;aelig;rindin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;THORN;essi b&amp;oacute;k afhj&amp;uacute;par &amp;thorn;essa dau&amp;eth;agildru og opinberar hvernig vi&amp;eth; eigum a&amp;eth; getum fl&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; &amp;uacute;r henni og halda okkur fr&amp;aacute; svona gildrum. Frelsi fr&amp;aacute; m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gun og s&amp;aelig;rindum er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; mikilv&amp;aelig;gasta fyrir hvern Kristinn vegna &amp;thorn;ess sem Jes&amp;uacute; sag&amp;eth;i : &lt;em&gt;Eigi ver&amp;eth;ur umfl&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth;, a&amp;eth; til ginningar komi (enska &amp;thorn;&amp;yacute;&amp;eth;ingin segir : ekki ver&amp;eth;ur hj&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; komist a&amp;eth; (m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gast) s&amp;aelig;rast)&lt;/em&gt; (L&amp;uacute;kas 17:1)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;Iacute; kirkjum &amp;uacute;t um alla Amer&amp;iacute;ku og &amp;iacute; &amp;ouml;&amp;eth;rum &amp;thorn;j&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;um heimsins &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;eacute;g hef predika&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;essi skilabo&amp;eth;, yfir 50 % af f&amp;oacute;lkinu hefur komi&amp;eth; til fyrirb&amp;aelig;nar. &amp;THORN;r&amp;aacute;tt fyrir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta s&amp;eacute; mj&amp;ouml;g h&amp;aacute; sv&amp;ouml;run eru &amp;thorn;etta ekki allir. Stollt heldur sumu f&amp;oacute;lki aftur fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; koma til fyrirb&amp;aelig;na. &amp;Eacute;g hef s&amp;eacute;&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;lk l&amp;aelig;knar og sett frj&amp;aacute;lst, fyllast heil&amp;ouml;gum anda og f&amp;aacute; svar vi&amp;eth; b&amp;aelig;num &amp;thorn;egar &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; hefur losna&amp;eth; &amp;uacute;r gildrunni. &amp;THORN;au yfirleitt segja a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;au hafi leita&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; svo m&amp;ouml;rg &amp;aacute;r af &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; sem &amp;thorn;au eignu&amp;eth;ust &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; augnabliki &amp;thorn;egar &amp;thorn;au ur&amp;eth;u frj&amp;aacute;ls.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;Aacute; seinni hluta 20 aldarninnar, &amp;thorn;ekking hefur aukist til &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;l&amp;iacute;kra muna &amp;iacute; kirkjum. En &amp;thorn;r&amp;aacute;tt fyrir &amp;thorn;essa auknu &amp;thorn;ekkingu h&amp;ouml;fum vi&amp;eth; upplifa&amp;eth; meiri &amp;aacute;greining og sundrung &amp;aacute; me&amp;eth;al tr&amp;uacute;a&amp;eth;ra, lei&amp;eth;toga og safna&amp;eth;a sem og safna&amp;eth;ar me&amp;eth;lima. &amp;Aacute;st&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;an er s&amp;uacute;: M&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gun og s&amp;aelig;rindi vaxa &amp;oacute;heft vegna skorts &amp;aacute; raunverulegri &amp;aacute;st og k&amp;aelig;rleika. &amp;acute;&amp;acute; &lt;em&gt;&amp;THORN;ekkingin bl&amp;aelig;s menn upp, en k&amp;aelig;rleikurinn byggir upp.&lt;/em&gt; (1 Korintubr&amp;eacute;f 8:1) Svo margir eru snara&amp;eth;ir &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;essari blekkingar gildru a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; erum n&amp;aelig;stum farin a&amp;eth; tr&amp;uacute;a a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta s&amp;eacute; e&amp;eth;lileg lei&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; lifa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;Aacute;&amp;eth;ur en Kristur kemur aftur, munu samt sem &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;ur sanntr&amp;uacute;a&amp;eth;ir menn vera sameina&amp;eth;ir sem aldrei &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; fort&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;inni. &amp;Eacute;g tr&amp;uacute;i a&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; dag munu margir menn og konur ver&amp;eth;a lausir undan &amp;thorn;eirri gildru sem m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;gun og s&amp;aelig;rindi eru. &amp;THORN;etta mun vera einn a&amp;eth;al lykill &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; munum sj&amp;aacute; vakningu s&amp;oacute;pa &amp;thorn;essari &amp;thorn;j&amp;oacute;&amp;eth; upp. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Vantr&amp;uacute;a&amp;eth;ir munu sj&amp;aacute; Jes&amp;uacute; me&amp;eth; okkar augum og &amp;aacute;st okkar til hvors annars og mun hulan sviptast fr&amp;aacute; augum &amp;thorn;eirra og &amp;thorn;au munu sj&amp;aacute; Hann.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;Eacute;g tr&amp;uacute;i &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; ekki a&amp;eth; skrifa b&amp;oacute;k bara til a&amp;eth; skrifa hana. Gu&amp;eth; hefur brennt &amp;thorn;essi skilabo&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; hjarta mitt og &amp;eacute;g hef s&amp;eacute;&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;vextina ver&amp;eth;a st&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;uga. Einn forst&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;uma&amp;eth;ur sag&amp;eth;i vi&amp;eth; mig &amp;iacute; einni af kirkjunni sem &amp;eacute;g predika&amp;eth;i &amp;thorn;essi skilabo&amp;eth; &amp;iacute;, &amp;acute;&amp;acute; &amp;Eacute;g hef aldrei s&amp;eacute;&amp;eth; svona marga setta frj&amp;aacute;lsa &amp;aacute; sama t&amp;iacute;ma.&amp;acute;&amp;acute;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Gu&amp;eth; hefur tala&amp;eth; til hjarta m&amp;iacute;ns a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta s&amp;eacute; eina byrjunin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Margir munu ver&amp;eth;a frj&amp;aacute;lsir, l&amp;aelig;kna&amp;eth;ir og endurreistir &amp;aacute; me&amp;eth;an &amp;thorn;eir lesa &amp;thorn;essa b&amp;oacute;k og munu hl&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a anda hvatningar til &amp;thorn;eirra. &amp;Eacute;g tr&amp;uacute;i a&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; me&amp;eth;an &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; lest &amp;thorn;essar bla&amp;eth;s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; s&amp;eacute; Kennarinn og r&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;gjafinn (Jes&amp;uacute;) mun sj&amp;aacute;lfur tala &amp;thorn;etta til &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;n og &amp;thorn;egar hann gerir &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; munu &amp;thorn;essi or&amp;eth; opinberast fyrir &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r og gefa &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r st&amp;oacute;rkostlegt frelsi &amp;iacute; l&amp;iacute;f &amp;thorn;itt og &amp;thorn;j&amp;oacute;nustu.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bi&amp;eth;jum saman :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fa&amp;eth;ir, &amp;iacute; Jes&amp;uacute; nafni, bi&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; opinberir fyrir m&amp;eacute;r og a&amp;eth; andi &amp;thorn;inn opinberi or&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;itt er &amp;eacute;g les &amp;thorn;essa b&amp;oacute;k. Megir &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; lei&amp;eth;a &amp;iacute; lj&amp;oacute;s hvert einasta hulda hol hjarta m&amp;iacute;ns sem hefur hindra&amp;eth; mig fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ekkja &amp;thorn;ig og &amp;thorn;j&amp;oacute;na &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; einl&amp;aelig;gari h&amp;aacute;tt. &amp;Eacute;g b&amp;yacute;&amp;eth; velkomin sannf&amp;aelig;ringar anda &amp;thorn;inn og bi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ig um a&amp;eth; hj&amp;aacute;lpa m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; takast &amp;aacute; vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; &amp;aelig;tlast til af m&amp;eacute;r. Megi &amp;eacute;g eignast &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ekkja &amp;thorn;ig n&amp;aacute;nar &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ekkja r&amp;ouml;ddu &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;na &amp;iacute; gegnum &amp;thorn;essa b&amp;oacute;k&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;Iacute; Jes&amp;uacute; nafni Amen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/1/fengid-af-sidunni-hennar-anitu-vinkonu-alveg-mognud-lesning/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/2/1/fengid-af-sidunni-hennar-anitu-vinkonu-alveg-mognud-lesning/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 15:21:10 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>jú jú facebook fíkill hahaha</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="margin: 3px 0px 0px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="2378983609_fbswf_479f1a908a6f2"&gt;&lt;a href="/jona77/#" title="click picture to animate" onclick="swf_479f1a908b2a7 = new SWFObject("http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf", "swf_479f1a908b2a7", "290", "230", "5.0.0", "000000"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addParam("allowScriptAccess", "never"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addParam("wmode", "transparent"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("channel", "648518346364889827"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("site", "widget-e3.slide.com"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("s", "1"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("nc", "1"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_local_connection", "_479f1a90825f2"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_profile", "713941242"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_time", "1201609360.5672"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_added", "1"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_user", "713941242"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_profile_update_time", "1199197682"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_session_key", "73f0969fb3f32b6f17b7311f-713941242"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_expires", "0"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig_api_key", "a34c6148f4f7fa70def2c7bccd2d517e"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("fb_sig", "5adbd24ead8a79566ddaed50ad35459c"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("string_table", "http://static.ak.facebook.com/js_strings.php/t83445/en_US"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.addVariable("swf_id", "swf_479f1a908b2a7"); swf_479f1a908b2a7.fallback_js_fcn = spawn_flash_update_dialog; swf_479f1a908b2a7.fallback_html = "\x3cdiv class=\x22flash_fallback\x22\x3e\x3cdiv class=\x22flash_fallback_border\x22\x3e\x3cdiv class=\x22flash_fallback_header\x22\x3eFlash Player upgrade required\x3c/div\x3e\x3cdiv class=\x22flash_fallback_explanation\x22 id=\x22flash_fallback_479f1a908be60\x22\x3eYou must download and install the latest version of the Adobe Flash Player to view this content.\x3c/div\x3e\x3cdiv class=\x22flash_fallback_button\x22\x3e\x3cinput type=\x22button\x22 class=\x22inputbutton\x22 onclick=\x22this.disabled=true;getFlashPlayer();\x22 id=\x22\x22 name=\x22\x22 value=\x22Download Flash\x22 /\x3e\x3c/div\x3e\x3c/div\x3e\x3c/div\x3e"; swf_479f1a908b2a7.write("2378983609_fbswf_479f1a908a6f2");; (new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2378983609&amp;action_type=5&amp;post_form_id=20e1d8c10688cef602e8a16d33f6f2af&amp;position=2&amp;' + Math.random(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/fsnapshot/AAAAAAAAAAAZMS0V5PrasMxt_EzThj9b/1/image.jpg?w=290&amp;amp;h=230&amp;amp;iw=0&amp;amp;ih=0&amp;amp;p=0&amp;amp;bg=FFFFFF" alt="" width="290" height="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 15px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whattypeofgirlru/&amp;amp;t=5486315&amp;amp;target=go" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=6771173937&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=20e1d8c10688cef602e8a16d33f6f2af&amp;position=2&amp;' + Math.random();return true"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0pt; border-color: #ffffff" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/482/39/01AwcAX1OP5gcAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; color: #444444; line-height: 130%"&gt;Your the type of girl that cares about everyone and excepts aol diffrent personality&amp;#39;s. You love making new friends and would NEVER hurt the one&amp;#39;s you have. Your a very social person who often hangs around many types of people. Your honest and trustworthy and your friends can always trust your instincs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; color: #444444; line-height: 130%"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/383/123/01AwcAXyHNM-kAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="Strength" width="66" height="120" align="right" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength is a card of courage, determination and inner might. You are in a position to deal with whatever comes your way. You have reached a position of influence and no longer need to force your beliefs upon others. You are aware of the temptations that exist, but your ability to resist them is strong. Be careful not to take advantage of your power or risk becoming abusive and destructive. Listen to your inner voice and trust your instincts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="item_footer"&gt;&lt;span class="delete_link"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/29/ju-ju-facebook-fikill-hahaha/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/29/ju-ju-facebook-fikill-hahaha/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 12:29:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>nokkrir góðir punktar hahaha</title><description>&lt;p&gt;hver man ekki eftir &amp;thorn;essum &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;ttum hahaha: &lt;a href="http://www.b2.is/?sida=tengill&amp;amp;id=272060"&gt;http://www.b2.is/?sida=tengill&amp;amp;id=272060&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkinn.com/nextrandom.php?urlwords=_Flying_Car_PICS_N_Video" title="Linkinn donates for people who has no home equity or house to buy a house or home equity."&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.linkinn.com/userfile/pictures_0801/Image/nevertrustoldpeople.jpg" border="0" alt="Click to view next" width="450" height="612" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKqeNSvWI/AAAAAAAAAug/t43fHNgWHYA/s400/1001.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKrONSvXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YssYRwfQl9E/s400/1002.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKr-NSvYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/DW38Llq4DX0/s400/1003.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKtONSvZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/z1uG_kVS3H0/s400/1005.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKuONSvbI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ozRqAFHlHJQ/s400/1007.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKueNSvcI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/4KIqseOoshI/s400/1006.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKvONSvdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8OQKzhVPXXQ/s400/1008.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKv-NSveI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c3Y-l8i_Kfo/s400/1010.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKxuNSvgI/AAAAAAAAAvw/N3OIPZPTjiw/s400/1011.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKyONSvhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ITlXR5AXkKc/s400/1012.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iKzuNSvjI/AAAAAAAAAwI/72KGNZAbqSs/s400/1014.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK0eNSvkI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/oUQGTt0DMLY/s400/1016.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK0-NSvlI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Y6oOMRmK1Jg/s400/1015.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK1uNSvmI/AAAAAAAAAwg/7I3Rtr_qYG8/s400/1019.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK2eNSvnI/AAAAAAAAAwo/S-P77mWo00I/s400/1018.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK2-NSvoI/AAAAAAAAAww/iovdEI1v5wU/s400/1017.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK3-NSvpI/AAAAAAAAAw4/PRCJ0jzvEdw/s400/1020.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK4-NSvqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LHHPtgaX1Ck/s400/1021.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK5-NSvrI/AAAAAAAAAxI/9lOxMOvKA8M/s400/1024.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK6-NSvsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/3RlAx0Xhzj0/s400/1022.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK7uNSvtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yhs1zR4vYno/s400/1023.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK8eNSvuI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DD2oZfzSCe0/s400/1025.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK9ONSvvI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rGoH5muEbkk/s400/1026.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK9-NSvwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/OzajA2rzpQc/s400/1027.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK-uNSvxI/AAAAAAAAAx4/klrDbfEkDu8/s400/1028.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-entry"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As readers pointed out, the pictures seem to be from a book by David and Kelly Sopp. All credits go to them, for the marvelous book! If you like it, you can buy it on Amazon, as it would make a great gift: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.amazon.com/Safe-Baby-Handling-Tips-David/dp/0762424915/?tag=c00lstuff-20"&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="#6699cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Safe-Baby-Handling-Tips-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/28/nokkrir-godir-punktar-hahaha/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/28/nokkrir-godir-punktar-hahaha/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 15:16:46 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>bara svona smá til gamans tilgangslausar upplýsingar hahah fengið á facebook alls kyns Quizes :)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-size: 250%"&gt;Angel&amp;#39;s Heart&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 1em; margin: auto; width: 500px; border-bottom: #aaaaaa 1px dashed; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.quizapps.com/img/?id=2539&amp;amp;h=d0658df943fe7bec466d21069d0eb66af3922c4a" alt="" width="300" height="253" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; font-size: 150%"&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily.You give so much in a relationship, and you don&amp;#39;t expect much in return. You love always seeing your lover and you just love them as they are.You have a huge desire to whomever you love and you stay in love forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; font-size: 150%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Aphrodite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are a sex goddess. You are desired by men of all shapes and sizes, ages and colors, and even some women. You are the queen of flirtation and coquettish behavior. You have the ability to allure both men and women, but be careful because this ability may prevent you from being able to sustain a lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; font-size: 150%"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; width: 300px"&gt;LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DIS SHiiET IS JOKESSS LOOOL =) ndd NASTY. FELLAZ.careful dis shit miite happen tu you ONE DAii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/superwall/view.php?id=803109305&amp;amp;owner_id=713941242" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2601240224&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=99770c210ed9ab1e75e4694938beb9fe&amp;position=2&amp;' + Math.random();return true"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-616.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/genericv2/15/47/01AwcAX1HqxggAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="250" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/1663/110/01AwcAX0MWPaIAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA:.gif" alt="" width="125" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#444444"&gt;I&amp;#39;m a loving kisser&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kiss your partner only if you love them. There is no half-assed pecks with you, you bring the heat. Can you feel the love tonight?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/1177/113/01AwcAX0MmNDoAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA:.gif" alt="" width="125" height="108" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#444444"&gt;I&amp;#39;m an experienced lover&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You clearly know how to use what you have and you drive the other sex mad. If you need to, you could get almost any person you want to lust after you. Classy, yet crazy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/390/116/01AwcAX0MSiDMAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA:.gif" alt="" width="125" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#444444"&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to be living in Paris&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it - you&amp;#39;re a hopeless romantic who wants to live in a cultured city with a strong nightlife. Your perfect day consists of viewing art exhibits at the Louvre, enjoying a delicious meal in the evening, and dancing the night away at a trendy club on the Champs-Elysees&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/1895/78/01AwcAX0FoTxUAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA:.gif" alt="Nine" width="70" height="70" align="right" /&gt;J&amp;oacute;na,&lt;br /&gt;Having a 9 Life Path makes you very compassionate and tolerant towards the world around you. You strive to serve the better good, sometimes at the expense of your own desires. You have the ability to attract people from all walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/456/53/01AwcAX1IkGfsAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="125" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#444444"&gt;I&amp;#39;m Pretty Darn Sexy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the looks and you the got the moves. What&amp;#39;s important now is getting to know your significant other&amp;#39;s hot spots. You&amp;#39;re talent is great, but there&amp;#39;s always room for improvement. You, my friend, are Pretty Darn Sexy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;what kind a date are you :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 5px; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 10px"&gt;You are mature but still in the prime of your life. You especially cherish your friends, and you&amp;#39;re emotionally ready to try out long-term relationships (if you want!). You are experienced (maybe beyond your years!), and people find that very attractive. Your date better be prepared for scintilating conversations coupled with the occasional wild time out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 10px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your result is: R&amp;amp;B&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 15px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/musictype/&amp;amp;source_type=3" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=19780501648&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=99770c210ed9ab1e75e4694938beb9fe&amp;position=2&amp;' + Math.random();return true"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0pt; border-color: #ffffff" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/genericv2/522/5/01AwcAX1K18SgAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="243" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; color: #444444; line-height: 130%"&gt;You&amp;#39;re so smooth it&amp;#39;s surprising it hasn&amp;#39;t gotten you into serious trouble yet. Guys use you to enhance their game. And it actually works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might think you&amp;#39;re... how-you-say... a bit overdramatic? But what do they know anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/26/bara-svona-sma-til-gamans-tilgangslausar-upplysingar-hahah-fengid-a-facebook-alls-kyns-quizes/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/26/bara-svona-sma-til-gamans-tilgangslausar-upplysingar-hahah-fengid-a-facebook-alls-kyns-quizes/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 12:03:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>svo falleg saga og vekur mann til umhugsunar !!!!!!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Dag einn &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g var &amp;aacute; fyrsta &amp;aacute;ri &amp;iacute; menntask&amp;oacute;la s&amp;aacute; &amp;eacute;g einn str&amp;aacute;k &amp;uacute;r m&amp;iacute;num bekk &amp;aacute; lei&amp;eth;inni heim &amp;uacute;r sk&amp;oacute;lanum. Hann heitir Siggi. &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; leit &amp;uacute;t fyrir a&amp;eth; hann v&amp;aelig;ri me&amp;eth; allar s&amp;iacute;nar sk&amp;oacute;lab&amp;aelig;kur &amp;iacute; fanginu, og &amp;eacute;g hugsa&amp;eth;i me&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r, hver &amp;iacute; &amp;oacute;sk&amp;ouml;punum fer me&amp;eth; allar s&amp;iacute;nar sk&amp;oacute;lab&amp;aelig;kur heim &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studegi. Hann hl&amp;yacute;tur a&amp;eth; vera &amp;bdquo;n&amp;ouml;rd&amp;ldquo;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Eacute;g var sko b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; plana m&amp;iacute;na helgi sem framundan var me&amp;eth; p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;art&amp;yacute;um og f&amp;oacute;tbolta me&amp;eth; vinum m&amp;iacute;num. &amp;Eacute;g hlakka&amp;eth;i miki&amp;eth; til &amp;thorn;annig a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g yppti bara &amp;ouml;xlum og gekk &amp;aacute;fram. &amp;Aacute; me&amp;eth;an &amp;eacute;g var a&amp;eth; labba &amp;thorn;arna s&amp;aacute; &amp;eacute;g fullt af kr&amp;ouml;kkum hlaupa &amp;iacute; &amp;aacute;ttina a&amp;eth; Sigga. &amp;THORN;au sl&amp;oacute;u b&amp;aelig;kurnar &amp;uacute;r fangi hans hrintu honum, &amp;thorn;annig a&amp;eth; hann datt &amp;iacute; g&amp;ouml;tuna og gleraugun flugu af honum og lentu &amp;iacute; grasinu &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; nokku&amp;eth; fr&amp;aacute; honum. Hann leit upp og &amp;eacute;g s&amp;aacute; sorgina &amp;iacute; augum hans. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Eacute;g vorkenndi honum, &amp;thorn;annig a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g hlj&amp;oacute;p &amp;iacute; &amp;aacute;ttina til hans &amp;thorn;ar sem hann var a&amp;eth; leita a&amp;eth; gleraugunum s&amp;iacute;num. &amp;Eacute;g s&amp;aacute; t&amp;aacute;r &amp;iacute; augum hans. &amp;Eacute;g r&amp;eacute;tti honum gleraugun og sag&amp;eth;i, &amp;thorn;essir krakkar eru h&amp;aacute;lfger&amp;eth;ir asnar og &amp;aelig;ttu alls ekki a&amp;eth; haga s&amp;eacute;r svona. Hann horf&amp;eth;i &amp;aacute; mig og &amp;thorn;akka&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r fyrir og brosti. Bros hans var eitt af &amp;thorn;essum brosum sem bera vott um &amp;thorn;akkl&amp;aelig;ti, og &amp;iacute; augum hans var miki&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;akkl&amp;aelig;ti. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Eacute;g hj&amp;aacute;lpa&amp;eth;i honum a&amp;eth; t&amp;yacute;na saman b&amp;aelig;kurnar og &amp;eacute;g spur&amp;eth;i hann hvar hann &amp;aelig;tti heima. &amp;THORN;&amp;aacute; kom &amp;iacute; lj&amp;oacute;s a&amp;eth; hann &amp;aacute;tti heima n&amp;aacute;l&amp;aelig;gt m&amp;eacute;r, svo &amp;eacute;g spur&amp;eth;i hann af hverju &amp;eacute;g hef&amp;eth;i aldrei s&amp;eacute;&amp;eth; hann fyrr. &amp;THORN;&amp;aacute; sag&amp;eth;i hann m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; hann hef&amp;eth;i &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;ur veri&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; einkask&amp;oacute;la.Vi&amp;eth; spj&amp;ouml;llu&amp;eth;um alla lei&amp;eth;ina heim og &amp;eacute;g hj&amp;aacute;lpa&amp;eth;i honum a&amp;eth; halda &amp;aacute; b&amp;oacute;kunum. M&amp;eacute;r fannst hann vera ansi hress str&amp;aacute;kur og spur&amp;eth;i hann hvort hann v&amp;aelig;ri til &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; koma me&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r og vinum m&amp;iacute;num &amp;iacute; f&amp;oacute;tbolta &amp;aacute; laugardaginn. Hann var sko til &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;. En ekki a&amp;eth;eins &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; heldur var hann me&amp;eth; okkur alla helgina. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; betur sem &amp;eacute;g og vinir m&amp;iacute;nir kynntumst honum, &amp;thorn;ess betur kunnum vi&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; hann. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudagsmorgninum hitti &amp;eacute;g Sigga me&amp;eth; allar b&amp;aelig;kurnar fr&amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studeginum og &amp;eacute;g gat ekki anna&amp;eth; en gert sm&amp;aacute; gr&amp;iacute;n a&amp;eth; honum og sag&amp;eth;i: &amp;bdquo;&amp;THORN;&amp;uacute; f&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth; &amp;ouml;rugglega svaka v&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;va &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; bera allar &amp;thorn;essar b&amp;aelig;kur &amp;aacute; hverjum degi.&amp;ldquo; Hann hl&amp;oacute; og r&amp;eacute;tti m&amp;eacute;r helminginn af b&amp;oacute;kunum og vi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum &amp;iacute; sk&amp;oacute;lann. N&amp;aelig;stu fj&amp;ouml;gur &amp;aacute;rin ur&amp;eth;um vi&amp;eth; Siggi bestu vinir. &amp;THORN;egar vi&amp;eth; vorum &amp;aacute; loka&amp;aacute;rinu &amp;iacute; menntask&amp;oacute;lanum f&amp;oacute;rum vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; huga a&amp;eth; framhaldsn&amp;aacute;mi. &amp;THORN;&amp;aacute; kom &amp;iacute; lj&amp;oacute;s a&amp;eth; hugur okkar stefndi &amp;iacute; sitthvora &amp;aacute;ttina, og vi&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;tlu&amp;eth;um &amp;iacute; sitthvorn framhaldssk&amp;oacute;lann. Hann &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;a l&amp;aelig;knir en &amp;eacute;g vi&amp;eth;skiptafr&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;ingur. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Eacute;g vissi a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; myndum alltaf ver&amp;eth;a vinir. Fjarl&amp;aelig;g&amp;eth;in &amp;aacute; milli sk&amp;oacute;lanna myndi ekki skemma vin&amp;aacute;ttu okkar. &amp;Iacute; menntask&amp;oacute;la var Siggi afbur&amp;eth;anemandi - d&amp;uacute;x. &amp;Eacute;g str&amp;iacute;ddi honum stundum a&amp;eth; hann v&amp;aelig;ri &amp;bdquo;n&amp;ouml;rd&amp;ldquo; en hann bara hl&amp;oacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;. En af &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; hann var d&amp;uacute;x &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;tti hann a&amp;eth; flytja r&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;u vi&amp;eth; sk&amp;oacute;laslitin. &amp;Eacute;g var feginn a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; kom ekki &amp;iacute; minn hlut.&amp;Aacute; &amp;uacute;tskriftardaginn leit Siggi rosalega vel &amp;uacute;t. Hann f&amp;iacute;la&amp;eth;i menntask&amp;oacute;lann alveg &amp;iacute; botn. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Hann var t&amp;ouml;ff str&amp;aacute;kur og gleraugun f&amp;oacute;ru honum vel. Hann haf&amp;eth;i meiri s&amp;eacute;ns en &amp;eacute;g og allar stelpurnar voru yfir sig hrifnar af honum. Stundum &amp;ouml;funda&amp;eth;i &amp;eacute;g hann og &amp;aacute; &amp;uacute;tskriftardaginn lei&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r einmitt &amp;thorn;annig. En &amp;eacute;g t&amp;oacute;k eftir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; hann var h&amp;aacute;lfkv&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;inn a&amp;eth; flytja &amp;thorn;essa r&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;u, svo &amp;eacute;g klappa&amp;eth;i honum &amp;aacute; &amp;ouml;xlina og sag&amp;eth;i, &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; ver&amp;eth;ur fr&amp;aacute;b&amp;aelig;r, ekki hafa &amp;aacute;hyggjur. Hann horf&amp;eth;i &amp;aacute; mig, &amp;thorn;akkl&amp;aacute;tur og brosti. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Svo byrja&amp;eth;i hann &amp;aacute; r&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;unni:&amp;nbsp; &amp;Aacute; &amp;uacute;tskriftardaginn er t&amp;aelig;kif&amp;aelig;ri til a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;akka &amp;thorn;eim sem hj&amp;aacute;lpu&amp;eth;u manni &amp;iacute; gegnum &amp;thorn;essi fj&amp;ouml;gur erfi&amp;eth;u sk&amp;oacute;la&amp;aacute;r. Til d&amp;aelig;mis foreldrum m&amp;iacute;num, systkinum, kennurum og ef til vill &amp;thorn;j&amp;aacute;lfara s&amp;iacute;num &amp;iacute; &amp;iacute;&amp;thorn;r&amp;oacute;ttum en fyrst og fremst vinum s&amp;iacute;num. &amp;Eacute;g er h&amp;eacute;r til a&amp;eth; segja ykkur &amp;ouml;llum, a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; vera vinur einhvers, er besta gj&amp;ouml;f sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; getur gefi&amp;eth; nokkurri manneskju. &amp;Eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla a&amp;eth; segja ykkur sm&amp;aacute; s&amp;ouml;gu. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;Eacute;g horf&amp;eth;i undrandi &amp;aacute; vin minn standa &amp;thorn;arna &amp;iacute; p&amp;uacute;ltinu &amp;aacute; me&amp;eth;an hann sag&amp;eth;i fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;eim degi er vi&amp;eth; hittumst fyrst. &amp;THORN;&amp;aacute; var hann&amp;nbsp; or&amp;eth;inn svo dapur og &amp;thorn;reyttur &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; eiga enga vini, og &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; smella ekki inn &amp;iacute; vinah&amp;oacute;p &amp;iacute; sk&amp;oacute;lanum, a&amp;eth; hann haf&amp;eth;i &amp;aacute;kve&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; fyrirfara s&amp;eacute;r &amp;thorn;essa helgi. Hann tala&amp;eth;i um a&amp;eth; hann hef&amp;eth;i teki&amp;eth; allar b&amp;aelig;kurnar og t&amp;aelig;mt alveg sk&amp;aacute;pinn sinn til &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; mamma hans &amp;thorn;yrfti ekki a&amp;eth; gera &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;egar hann v&amp;aelig;ri d&amp;aacute;inn. Hann horf&amp;eth;i beint &amp;iacute; augun &amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r, brosti og sag&amp;eth;i: &amp;bdquo;M&amp;eacute;r var bjarga&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;arna, &amp;thorn;ennan dag. Vinur minn bjarga&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; fyrirfara m&amp;eacute;r.&amp;ldquo; &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;r kli&amp;eth;ur um salinn, &amp;thorn;egar &amp;thorn;essi myndarlegi og vins&amp;aelig;li ungi ma&amp;eth;ur sag&amp;eth;i okkur fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;essu vi&amp;eth;kv&amp;aelig;ma atviki. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Foreldrar hans brostu til m&amp;iacute;n, &amp;thorn;akkl&amp;aelig;tisbrosi. &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; var einmitt &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;eirri stundu sem &amp;eacute;g ger&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r grein fyrir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; hva&amp;eth; vin&amp;aacute;tta raunverulega er. Aldrei vanmeta &amp;thorn;ann kraft sem b&amp;yacute;r &amp;iacute; gj&amp;ouml;r&amp;eth;um &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;num. Eitt l&amp;iacute;ti&amp;eth; atri&amp;eth;i (&amp;thorn;.e. t.d. hvernig &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; bregst vi&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; vissum a&amp;eth;st&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;um) getur breytt l&amp;iacute;fi annarar manneskju, til g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;s e&amp;eth;a ills. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ekki vera s&amp;aacute; sem hrindir &amp;ouml;&amp;eth;rum, hrindir annarri manneskju ni&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; sk&amp;iacute;tinn. Vertu s&amp;aacute; sem reisir hana upp, hj&amp;aacute;lpar henni a&amp;eth; bera erfi&amp;eth;leikana. Gu&amp;eth; hefur skapa&amp;eth; okkur fyrir hvort anna&amp;eth;, til a&amp;eth; hafa &amp;aacute;hrif &amp;aacute; hvort anna&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; einhvern h&amp;aacute;tt. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;H&amp;ouml;fundur &amp;oacute;kunnur.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/24/svo-falleg-saga-og-vekur-mann-til-umhugsunar/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/24/svo-falleg-saga-og-vekur-mann-til-umhugsunar/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 12:12:50 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>just killing time hehe</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-462.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/genericv2/1217/55/01AwcAX0tQP-4AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="108" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#444444"&gt;I&amp;#39;m Mango&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are luscious, exotic and sweet. You inspire passon and lust in everyone you meet. A mango lover is a personality to be reckoned with; quite often you are a person who has unique ideas, and influencer. You tend to be an extremist with strong likes and dislikes; and at times even like to control a situation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-462.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/genericv2/1217/55/01AwcAX0tQP-4AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="76" height="45" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-462.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/genericv2/1217/55/01AwcAX0tQP-4AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA:.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="108" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/23/just-killing-time-hehe/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/23/just-killing-time-hehe/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 11:55:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>having a bad day ?????</title><description>&lt;img src="http://img294.rockyou.com/imagehost/5/5242/5242511/5242511_a04bf2311193983272_m.jpg" alt="" width="251" height="466" /&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/23/having-a-bad-day/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/23/having-a-bad-day/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 11:38:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Amen</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Eitt sinn voru&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r myrkur en n&amp;uacute; eru&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r lj&amp;oacute;s &amp;iacute; Drottni. Heg&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; y&amp;eth;ur eins og b&amp;ouml;rn lj&amp;oacute;sins-&amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;v&amp;ouml;xtur lj&amp;oacute;ssins er einsk&amp;aelig;r g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;vild r&amp;eacute;ttl&amp;aelig;ti og sannleikur Meti&amp;eth; r&amp;eacute;tt hva&amp;eth; Drottni &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute;knast .Eigi&amp;eth; engan hlut &amp;iacute; verkum myrkursins sem ekkert gott hl&amp;iacute;st af heldur fletti&amp;eth; miklu fremut ofan af &amp;thorn;eim. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem sl&amp;iacute;kir menn fremja &amp;iacute; leyndum er jafnvel sv&amp;iacute;vir&amp;eth;ilegt um a&amp;eth; tala. En allt &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem lj&amp;oacute;si&amp;eth; fl&amp;eacute;ttir ofan af ver&amp;eth;ur auglj&amp;oacute;st. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; allr sem er auglj&amp;oacute;st er lj&amp;oacute;s. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; segir svo :&lt;br /&gt;Vakna &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; sem sefur &lt;br /&gt;og r&amp;iacute;s upp fr&amp;aacute; dau&amp;eth;um &lt;br /&gt;og &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; mun Kristur l&amp;iacute;sa &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drottinn, ger &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; mig a&amp;eth; farvegi fri&amp;eth;ar &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;ns, svo &amp;eacute;g f&amp;aelig;ri k&amp;aelig;rleika &amp;thorn;anga&amp;eth; sem hatur er, einingu &amp;thorn;anga&amp;eth; sem sundrun er, tr&amp;uacute; &amp;thorn;anga&amp;eth; sem harmur er, lj&amp;oacute;s &amp;thorn;anga&amp;eth; sem skuggi er. Veit &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute;, Drottinn a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g s&amp;aelig;kist fremur eftir a&amp;eth; hugga en a&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute;tast huggast, skilja en nj&amp;oacute;ta skilnings, elska en vera elska&amp;eth;ur. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; okkur gefst ef vi&amp;eth; gefum, vi&amp;eth; finnum sj&amp;aacute;lf okkur ef vi&amp;eth; gleymum okkur sj&amp;aacute;lfum, okkur fyrirgefst ef vi&amp;eth; fyrirgefum og fyrir dau&amp;eth;an f&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;umst vi&amp;eth; til eil&amp;iacute;fs l&amp;iacute;fs....&lt;br /&gt;AMEN ;o** &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Joh 17:19-26 &amp;Eacute;g helga mig fyrir &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;, svo a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir s&amp;eacute;u einnig helga&amp;eth;ir &amp;iacute; sannleika. &amp;Eacute;g bi&amp;eth; ekki einungis fyrir &amp;thorn;essum, heldur og fyrir &amp;thorn;eim, sem &amp;aacute; mig tr&amp;uacute;a fyrir or&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eirra, a&amp;eth; allir s&amp;eacute;u &amp;thorn;eir eitt, eins og &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute;, fa&amp;eth;ir, ert &amp;iacute; m&amp;eacute;r og &amp;eacute;g &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r, svo s&amp;eacute;u &amp;thorn;eir einnig &amp;iacute; okkur, til &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; heimurinn tr&amp;uacute;i, a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur sent mig. Og &amp;eacute;g hef gefi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eim &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; d&amp;yacute;r&amp;eth;, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; gafst m&amp;eacute;r, svo a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir s&amp;eacute;u eitt, eins og vi&amp;eth; erum eitt, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;eacute;g &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;eim og &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; &amp;iacute; m&amp;eacute;r, svo a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir ver&amp;eth;i fullkomlega eitt, til &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; heimurinn viti, a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur sent mig og a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur elska&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;, eins og &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur elska&amp;eth; mig. Fa&amp;eth;ir, &amp;eacute;g vil a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; gafst m&amp;eacute;r, s&amp;eacute;u hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r, &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;eacute;g er, svo a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eir sj&amp;aacute;i d&amp;yacute;r&amp;eth; m&amp;iacute;na, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur gefi&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r, af &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; elska&amp;eth;ir mig fyrir grundv&amp;ouml;llun heims. R&amp;eacute;ttl&amp;aacute;ti fa&amp;eth;ir, heimurinn &amp;thorn;ekkir &amp;thorn;ig ekki, en &amp;eacute;g &amp;thorn;ekki &amp;thorn;ig, og &amp;thorn;essir vita, a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; sendir mig. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;Eacute;g hef kunngj&amp;ouml;rt &amp;thorn;eim nafn &amp;thorn;itt og mun kunngj&amp;ouml;ra, svo a&amp;eth; k&amp;aelig;rleikur &amp;thorn;inn, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hefur au&amp;eth;s&amp;yacute;nt m&amp;eacute;r, s&amp;eacute; &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;eim og &amp;eacute;g s&amp;eacute; &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;eim.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/22/amen/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/22/amen/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 09:41:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Bitch</title><description>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px" src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n316/zonjab/bitch.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="500" height="545" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/20/bitch/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/20/bitch/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 08:36:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>smá til að hlæja að í morgunsárið !!!!</title><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. WHY DO MEN BECOME SMARTER DURING SEX? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because they are plugged into a genius) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHY DON&amp;#39;T WOMEN BLINK DURING SEX? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they don&amp;#39;t have enough time) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHY DOES IT TAKE 1 MILLION SPERM TO FERTILIZE ONE EGG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they don&amp;#39;t stop to ask directions) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHY DO MEN SNORE WHEN THEY LIE ON THEIR BACKS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because their balls fall over their butt-hole and they vapor lock) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You&amp;#39;re laughing aren&amp;#39;t you?!?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHY WERE MEN GIVEN LARGER BRAINS THAN DOGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so they won&amp;#39;t hump women&amp;#39;s legs at cocktails parties) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHY DID GOD MAKE MEN BEFORE WOMEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you need a rough draft before you make a final copy) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW MANY MEN DOES IT TAKE TO PUT A TOILET SEAT DOWN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don&amp;#39;t know.....it never happened) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C&amp;#39;mon guys, we laugh at your blonde jokes!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the personal favorite: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHY DID GOD PUT MEN ON EARTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because a vibrator can&amp;#39;t mow the lawn) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you haven&amp;#39;t got a smile on your face and laughter in your &lt;br /&gt;heart...Then you are just an old sour fart !&lt;/font&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/18/sma-til-ad-hlaeja-ad-i-morgunsarid/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/18/sma-til-ad-hlaeja-ad-i-morgunsarid/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 10:22:05 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>I´ve got my mind made up</title><description>     &lt;div id="textcolumn"&gt;&lt;span class=
     "headerhighlight blockitandaddmargin"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;What
     condition is your mind in? Have you noticed its condition
     changes? One time you may be calm, peaceful and certain of
     yourself. Another time you're anxious, worried and insecure.
     There’ve been times in my own life when I’ve experienced these
     things. Sometimes I was able to easily make a decision and
     stick with it. Other times I couldn't seem to arrive at a
     decision at all. Doubt, fear and uncertainty haunted me
     mercilessly. I second-guessed myself and couldn’t make up my
     mind.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 I didn’t know that I could do anything about my thought life. I
thought I was destined to be indecisive. I believed in God—and had
for many years—but I had no teaching at all about my thought life
or the proper condition of a believer's mind. Years ago when I
began to get a lot more serious about my relationship with the
Lord, I learned that many of my problems with indecision were
rooted in wrong thinking patterns. My mind was undisciplined. It
was a mess! I doubt that it was ever in the condition it should’ve
been, and if it was, it didn’t last long. I felt overwhelmed when I
began to see how indecisive and insecure I was. I tried hard to
correct the problem by rejecting the wrong thoughts that came into
my mind, but they were persistent.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 Many people struggle with this because they have spent years
allowing their minds to wander. They've never applied the
principles of discipline to their thought lives. People who can't
seem to concentrate long enough to make a decision think there is
something wrong with their mind. However, the inability to
concentrate and make a decision can be the result of years of
simply letting the mind do whatever it wants to do.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 I struggled with this lack of ability to concentrate for years.
When a strong decision was called for in my life, I found that I
wasn't confident or disciplined enough to step out and make that
choice. My mind was undisciplined and wandered from the subject at
hand. I had to train my mind through discipline. It wasn’t easy,
and sometimes I still have relapses. While trying to complete a
project, I’ll suddenly realize that my mind has just wandered onto
something else that has absolutely nothing to do with the issue at
hand. I have not yet arrived at a place of perfect concentration,
but at least I understand how important it is not to allow my mind
to go wherever it wishes, whenever it desires.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 Many times your mind can wander, even during conversation. There
are times when my husband, Dave, is talking to me and I listen for
a while; then all of a sudden, I realize that I haven’t heard a
thing he's been saying. Why? Because I allowed my mind to wander
onto something else. My body was standing there appearing to
listen, but in my mind I didn't hear a thing. For many years, when
this sort of thing happened, I pretended that I knew exactly what
Dave was saying. Now I simply stop and say, "Can you back up and
repeat that? I let my mind wander, and I didn't hear a thing you
said." In this way, I’m dealing with the problem. I’m disciplining
my mind to stay on track. Confronting these issues is the only way
to get on the victorious side of them.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 Remember, the mind is the battlefield for these daily battles.
Indecision and uncertainty are just results of losing these
battles, and they can cause you to think there’s something wrong
with your mind. But the truth is, your mind just needs to be
disciplined. Ask God to help you, and then refuse to allow your
mind to think about whatever it pleases. Begin today to control
your thoughts and keep your mind on what you're doing. You'll need
to practice for a while; breaking old habits and forming new ones
always takes time. Discipline is never easy, but it's always worth
it in the end. When you win the battle for your mind, you'll be
much more certain of yourself, and you'll be able to make up your
mind with confidence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;!--noindex--&gt;
</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/ive-got-my-mind-made-up/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/ive-got-my-mind-made-up/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 23:12:52 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>hugsunarvert</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aldrei segja bless - ef &amp;thorn;ig langar en a&amp;eth; reyna&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Aldrei gefast upp ef &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r finnst &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; geta haldi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;fram.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aldrei segja a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; elskir manneskjuna ekki enn&amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ef &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; getur ekki sleppt henni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/hugsunarvert/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/17/hugsunarvert/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:29:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>vináttan</title><description>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allt-gott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vin&amp;aacute;ttan...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Iacute; Sp&amp;aacute;manninum e. Kahlil Gibran segir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Vinur &amp;thorn;inn er &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r allt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&amp;THORN;egar vinur &amp;thorn;inn talar, &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; andm&amp;aelig;lir &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; honum &amp;oacute;ttalaust e&amp;eth;a ert honum sam&amp;thorn;ykkur af heilum hug. Og &amp;thorn;egar hann &amp;thorn;egir, skilji&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;i&amp;eth; hvor annan. &amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;&amp;ouml;gulli vin&amp;aacute;ttu ykkar ver&amp;eth;a allar hugsanir, allar langanir og allar vonir ykkar til, og &amp;thorn;eirra er noti&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; gle&amp;eth;i, sem krefst einskis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THORN;&amp;uacute; skalt ekki hryggjast, &amp;thorn;egar &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; skilur vi&amp;eth; vin &amp;thorn;inn, &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r &amp;thorn;ykir v&amp;aelig;nst um &amp;iacute; fari hans, getur or&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;eacute;r lj&amp;oacute;sara &amp;iacute; fjarveru hans, eins og fjallg&amp;ouml;nguma&amp;eth;ur s&amp;eacute;r fjalli&amp;eth; best af sl&amp;eacute;ttunni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og l&amp;aacute;ttu vin&amp;aacute;ttuna ekki eiga s&amp;eacute;r neinn tilgang annan en a&amp;eth; au&amp;eth;ga anda &amp;thorn;inn, &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; s&amp;uacute; vin&amp;aacute;tta, sem leitar einhvers annars en s&amp;iacute;ns eigin leyndard&amp;oacute;ms, er ekki vin&amp;aacute;tta, heldur net, sem kasta&amp;eth; er &amp;iacute; vatn og veiddir &amp;iacute; t&amp;oacute;mir undirm&amp;aacute;lsfiskar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og gef&amp;eth;u vini &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;num &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;, sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; &amp;aacute;tt best.&lt;br /&gt;Ef hann ver&amp;eth;ur a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ekkja f&amp;aacute;t&amp;aelig;kt &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;na, l&amp;aacute;t hann &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; einnig kynnst au&amp;eth;leg&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;inni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; skyldir &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; leita vinar &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;ns a&amp;eth;eins til a&amp;eth; drepa t&amp;iacute;mann?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leita&amp;eth;u hans me&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;hugam&amp;aacute;l &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er hans a&amp;eth; uppfylla &amp;thorn;&amp;ouml;rf &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;na, en ekki t&amp;oacute;mleika &amp;thorn;inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og vertu gla&amp;eth;ur me&amp;eth; vini &amp;thorn;&amp;iacute;num og nj&amp;oacute;ttu me&amp;eth; honum l&amp;iacute;fsins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THORN;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; d&amp;ouml;gg l&amp;iacute;tilla hluta finnur s&amp;aacute;lin morgun sinn og endurn&amp;aelig;rist.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Vin&amp;aacute;tta &amp;thorn;etta er svo &amp;uacute;r h&amp;aacute;vam&amp;aacute;lum sj&amp;aacute;i&amp;eth;i hva&amp;eth; k&amp;aelig;rleikann vantar &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;etta&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;quot;Vin s&amp;iacute;num&lt;br /&gt;skal ma&amp;eth;ur vinur vera&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thorn;eim og &amp;thorn;ess vin;&amp;quot;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Ma&amp;eth;ur skal vera vinur vinar s&amp;iacute;ns og endurgjalda alla velvild hans me&amp;eth; hl&amp;yacute;legu m&amp;oacute;ti. &lt;p&gt;Ekki &amp;aacute; ma&amp;eth;ur a&amp;eth; vera vinur &amp;oacute;vina vinar s&amp;iacute;ns heldur vinur vina sinna. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ef ma&amp;eth;ur &amp;aacute; vin &amp;aacute; ma&amp;eth;ur a&amp;eth; treysta honum og tr&amp;uacute;a fyrir s&amp;iacute;num leyndarm&amp;aacute;lum, ef ma&amp;eth;ur vill a&amp;eth; hann s&amp;eacute; g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ur vinur. Ma&amp;eth;ur skal heims&amp;aelig;kja hann oft og gefa honum gjafir. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Oacute;vinum s&amp;iacute;num skal ma&amp;eth;ur gjalda illt me&amp;eth; illu. Ef mann grunar einhvern um illt innr&amp;aelig;ti skal ma&amp;eth;ur brosa framan &amp;iacute; hann og segja &amp;thorn;ver&amp;ouml;fugt vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem &amp;thorn;&amp;uacute; hef&amp;eth;ir vilja&amp;eth; segja, smja&amp;eth;ra fyrir honum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ef ma&amp;eth;ur &amp;aacute; enga vini eru ma&amp;eth;ur einmana og au&amp;eth;nulaus, &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; ma&amp;eth;ur er manns gaman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;megi drottinn blessa ykkur k&amp;aelig;ru vinir og megi allar ykkar vonir og draumar r&amp;aelig;tast og muni&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; Jes&amp;uacute; elskar ykkur eitt og s&amp;eacute;rhvert og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; geri &amp;eacute;g l&amp;iacute;ka. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/16/vinattan/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/16/vinattan/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 19:47:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Skora á ykkur að skrifa undir þetta</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervicalcancerpetition.eu/main.php?langto=is"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;http://www.cervicalcancerpetition.eu/main.php?langto=is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;b&amp;aacute;r&amp;aacute;tta gegn legh&amp;aacute;lskrabbameini&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/15/skora-a-ykkur-ad-skrifa-undir-thetta/</link><guid>http://jona77.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/15/skora-a-ykkur-ad-skrifa-undir-thetta/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 01:30:15 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
