<?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-21758845</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:36:13.027Z</updated><title type='text'>An ambivalent title</title><subtitle type='html'>the stolen thoughts of a confused human being</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Skatan</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>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-2218134850706925021</id><published>2008-11-16T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:47:53.162Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tomato saga continues ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SSCGzy9AwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reRVkg1nMf4/s1600-h/100_2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SSCGzy9AwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reRVkg1nMf4/s400/100_2934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269359788432605490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get some dirt and plant that sucker =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-2218134850706925021?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/2218134850706925021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=2218134850706925021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2218134850706925021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2218134850706925021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomato-saga-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SSCGzy9AwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reRVkg1nMf4/s72-c/100_2934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-6993547119875037091</id><published>2008-11-15T16:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:15:38.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burgler alarms have their pros, but damn I always get a slight shock when the alarm at work is activated. I guess it must be because the sound is so annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end up with a heart attack some Saturday evening alone at work =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-6993547119875037091?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/6993547119875037091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=6993547119875037091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6993547119875037091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6993547119875037091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/11/burgler-alarms-have-their-pros-but-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-7434929573497212964</id><published>2008-11-14T09:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:07:45.804Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My tomato experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SR0_jYyEXsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zDAUTxdlfeE/s1600-h/100_2922mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SR0_jYyEXsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zDAUTxdlfeE/s400/100_2922mod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268437016273772226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That something growing inside has broken through the surface! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this only happens to tomatoes imported from the Netherlands...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-7434929573497212964?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/7434929573497212964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=7434929573497212964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7434929573497212964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7434929573497212964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-tomato-experiment-that-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SR0_jYyEXsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zDAUTxdlfeE/s72-c/100_2922mod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-1314369812750676896</id><published>2008-11-07T11:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:50:08.887Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I'm really slow.. I've been walking around with half wornof black nailpolish from last weekend, wondering how long it will take me to scratch it off.  You see, I don't have any nailpolish remover.  The funny thing is I work in a lab, and what do we have in just about every lab there is, yup, that's right, acetone, the ultimate nailpolish remover, maybe not the best for your skin, but it works like a charm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took me a week ! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-1314369812750676896?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/1314369812750676896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=1314369812750676896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1314369812750676896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1314369812750676896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-im-really-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-6138343828138850681</id><published>2008-11-05T15:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:11:01.469Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Var að reka augun í &lt;a href="http://mbl.is/mm/frettir/innlent/2008/11/05/notadi_sedil_med_mynd_af_david/"&gt;fréttina á mbl&lt;/a&gt; þar sem sagt var frá áðila sem notaði tíuþúsundkall til að greiða fyrir vörur í matvöruverslun á klakanum nýlega.  Eins og maður gerir stólpagrín að Kananum, þá eigum við Íslendingar greinilega okkar sauði líka.&lt;br /&gt;Leyfi mér að vona að yfirvofandi atvinnuleysi geri það að verkum að við fáum hæfara fólk til vinnu þar sem þess þarf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-6138343828138850681?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/6138343828138850681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=6138343828138850681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6138343828138850681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6138343828138850681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/11/var-reka-augun-frttina-mbl-ar-sem-sagt.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-7465084368208189472</id><published>2008-10-06T07:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:09:20.415Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Word of the Day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I receive an email introducing the word of the day.  This morning it sparked some thoughts.  Today, I got this one: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tontine&lt;br /&gt;noun, an annuity shared by subscribers to a loan or common fund, the shares increasing as subscribers die until the last survivor enjoys the whole income.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can't help but wonder is, did the subscribers try to kill off each other...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-7465084368208189472?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/7465084368208189472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=7465084368208189472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7465084368208189472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7465084368208189472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/10/word-of-day-every-morning-i-receive.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5565410223718270483</id><published>2008-10-01T07:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:23:11.889Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOMlN4iL2qI/AAAAAAAAABs/T2DuZ3A5q9Q/s1600-h/dsc00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOMlN4iL2qI/AAAAAAAAABs/T2DuZ3A5q9Q/s320/dsc00060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252082510888426146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to loose hope that I'll be able to play floorball this Friday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5565410223718270483?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5565410223718270483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5565410223718270483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5565410223718270483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5565410223718270483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-im-starting-to-loose-hope-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOMlN4iL2qI/AAAAAAAAABs/T2DuZ3A5q9Q/s72-c/dsc00060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-6670069374000300874</id><published>2008-09-29T10:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:23:12.885Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Autumn colours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOCsavHsEVI/AAAAAAAAABk/gpTjwW2IIvQ/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOCsavHsEVI/AAAAAAAAABk/gpTjwW2IIvQ/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251386740839289170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How:  Running after the bus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-6670069374000300874?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/6670069374000300874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=6670069374000300874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6670069374000300874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6670069374000300874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/09/autumn-colours-how-running-after-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SOCsavHsEVI/AAAAAAAAABk/gpTjwW2IIvQ/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5732416441699437585</id><published>2008-05-20T09:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:23:11.175Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday morning in Drammen, Norway, the sun just ducked behind the clouds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SDKgH9SBNPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J9JouQMKwKo/s1600-h/100_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SDKgH9SBNPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J9JouQMKwKo/s320/100_2843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202396578136012018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It doesn't get much better than this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5732416441699437585?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5732416441699437585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5732416441699437585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5732416441699437585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5732416441699437585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-morning-in-drammen-norway-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/SDKgH9SBNPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J9JouQMKwKo/s72-c/100_2843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5021228396704057963</id><published>2008-05-13T12:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:30:15.577Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swedish word of the day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhemsk = domestic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to figure this out, I know what it means but I always fall back on the same thought.  It sounds to me that it should mean 'a (stupid) person that has never seen anything outside his old hood'.  That's linguistics for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5021228396704057963?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5021228396704057963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5021228396704057963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5021228396704057963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5021228396704057963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/05/swedish-word-of-day-inhemsk-domestic-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-4798438256554488214</id><published>2008-04-30T10:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:37:40.834Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently reading a book titled 'Energy at the Crossroads' by Vaclav Smil.  It strikes me that the auther repeatedly mentions 'the Ukraine', so now I start to wonder, is it just this one man (which I find hard to believe since someone would surely correct him) or is it tradional to speak of 'the Ukraine'.  For me it sounds rather strange, why would you speak of 'the Ukraine' when you speak of plain Russia in the same sentence.  On the other hand we do speak of the United Kingdom, so perhaps my question should be:  What does Ukraine actually mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-4798438256554488214?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/4798438256554488214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=4798438256554488214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4798438256554488214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4798438256554488214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-currently-reading-book-titled.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-4137033777851162467</id><published>2008-03-18T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:31:02.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 SEK = 13 ISK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a day like this I'm very glad I get paid in SEK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-4137033777851162467?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/4137033777851162467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=4137033777851162467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4137033777851162467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4137033777851162467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/03/1-sek-13-isk-on-day-like-this-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-1180816532268589918</id><published>2008-03-07T22:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:51:41.881Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Monday I got a phonecall from my mother.  She told me my cat, Bandito, was ill.  They had taken him to the vet and ironically enough he has kidney failure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flew to Iceland on Wednesday to be sure he wouldn't pass away without me having the chance to bid farewell, but he seems to be feeling better now.  It's hard knowing that my cat is currently living through the worst period of my life, but while he's not suffering I believe his life is well worth living.  I can only hope we will make it till summer, when I will come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ Kata in Wet Winterland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-1180816532268589918?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/1180816532268589918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=1180816532268589918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1180816532268589918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1180816532268589918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-monday-i-got-phonecall-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-3772051076858986288</id><published>2008-02-18T11:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:39:28.372Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dagens soppa innehåller köttbitar, majs, gröna bönnor, brun sås och couscous vid sidan.  Ofta har man hört talas om dålig mat på sjukhuset, men det här var lite ovanligt tycker jag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja, jag ligger på sjukhus än en gången, men det är inget allvarligt och jag hoppas på få åka hem i dag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-3772051076858986288?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/3772051076858986288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=3772051076858986288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/3772051076858986288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/3772051076858986288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/02/dagens-soppa-innehller-kttbitar-majs.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5209566558293602596</id><published>2008-01-23T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:01:04.292Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Svíþjóð er yndislegt land.  Ég hef síðan ég kom hingað þrjóskast við að fá mér sænsk skilríki þar sem mér þykir eðlilegt að vegabréfið gildi.  Nú loksins ákvað ég að gefa mig og sækja um kortið og mætti í bankann með alla tilskylda pappíra og Helen, vinkonu mína, sem vott um að ég sé ég. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En nei, nú eru Svíar búnir að herða reglurnar og ég þarf fjölskyldumeðlimur eða maki að votta að ég sé ég.  Með öðrum orðum fá einstaklingar eins og ég ekki skilríki í Svíþjóð lengur.  Hins vegar veit ég ekki betur en að ég geti skipt úr ökuskírteininu fyrir sænskt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mjög gáfulegt, ekki satt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweden is a wonderful country. Even since I moved here I have refused to give in to the bureaucracy and get a Swedish ID, I believe that my passport should be valid as an ID.  I finally decided to give in and went to the bank with all my papers and my friend, Helen, to testify to my identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, the Swedes have made their rules even harder and now a family member or spouse is needed to testify to my identity.  In other words people like me cannot get a Swedish ID anymore.  On the other hand I believe I can still exchange my driving licence for a Swedish one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very smart, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5209566558293602596?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5209566558293602596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5209566558293602596' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5209566558293602596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5209566558293602596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2008/01/svj-er-yndislegt-land.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-989435166915472761</id><published>2007-12-13T13:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:07:21.940Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you listen to a song the lyrics just hit you.  They talk to you on a different plane, like you've never really heard them before.  On that note, a recent example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You have bound my heart with subtle chains&lt;br /&gt;So much pleasure that it feels like pain&lt;br /&gt;So entwined now that we cant shake free&lt;br /&gt;I am you and you are me&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-989435166915472761?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/989435166915472761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=989435166915472761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/989435166915472761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/989435166915472761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/12/sometimes-when-you-listen-to-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-1930802549205264046</id><published>2007-11-30T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:36:39.854Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fann áhugaverða síðu á netinu og hér er útkoman:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/video/I/28/p6jc51_943096c7750574sla3sx51" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;%1&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athyglisvert, eller hur ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-1930802549205264046?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/1930802549205264046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=1930802549205264046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1930802549205264046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1930802549205264046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/11/fann-hugavera-su-netinu-og-hr-er-tkoman.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-1873397021523531245</id><published>2007-11-27T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:08.963Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Póstþjónustan í Svíþjóð er alveg hreint yndisleg.  Fái maður ábyrgðarpóst getur maður ekki sótt hann án fullgildra skilríkja, og til fullgildra skilríkja teljast eingöngu sænsk skilríki.  Ekki nóg með það heldur getur maður ekki sótt um skilríki hjá póstinum án þess að annaðhvort hafa fullgild skilríki eða fjölskyldumeðlim (með fullgild skilríki) sem getur vottað að þú sért þú.  &lt;br /&gt;Svo er spurt, hvað með manneskju eins og mig, sem á ekki fjölskyldu í Svíþjóð?  Svarið:  - Hringdu í eitthvað yfirvald.  - Okej, en hvaða yfirvald ? - Nei, það veit ég ekki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alltaf skemmtilegt að eiga við póstþjónustuna í Svíþjóð ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-1873397021523531245?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/1873397021523531245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=1873397021523531245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1873397021523531245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1873397021523531245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/11/pstjnustan-svj-er-alveg-hreint-yndisleg.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-3814688786070410996</id><published>2007-11-05T11:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:43:00.451Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I misplaced my glasses for a while today.. in the bathroom closet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-3814688786070410996?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/3814688786070410996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=3814688786070410996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/3814688786070410996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/3814688786070410996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-misplaced-my-glasses-for-while-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-9101536294990015418</id><published>2007-11-02T13:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:46:59.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Húsnæðishugleiðingar - Housing thoughts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það er löngu ljóst að herbegið mitt dugir ekki undir mig og mitt dót lengur, en það eru nú samt fleiri möguleikar í stöðunni.  Hið augljósa er auðvitað að verða sér úti um stærra húsnæði.  Annar möguleiki er að reyna að fullnýta þessa fermetra sem til eru.  Henda út öllum slitnum SSSB húsgögnum og endurhanna herbergið, því miður er fataskápurinn stór og fastur en öðru mætti henda út.  Það er ótrúlegt hvers konar lausnir er hægt að finna! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er ég í bjartsýniskasti eða er þetta raunhæfur möguleiki? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been clear for a long time now that my room is not spacious enough for me and my  things, but there exist more than one options.  The obvious choice is to simply find a bigger place.  Another option is to try to optimize the square metres available.  Throw out the worn out SSSB furniture and redesign the room, sadly the closet is built in and no way to move it but everything else I could throw out.  The solutions out there are incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I far off in my optimistic thought or is this an actual possibility?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-9101536294990015418?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/9101536294990015418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=9101536294990015418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9101536294990015418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9101536294990015418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/11/hsnishugleiingar-housing-thoughts-er.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-7568458519583383153</id><published>2007-10-01T09:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:00:42.297Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I managed to injure my ankle yesterday.  Ironically enough I sprained it on my way back from climbing last night.  So todays lesson is:  Sports are dangerous, you can hurt yourself on the way to or from training! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise there's not much to say, I'm just about up to my shoulders in work and training, but it's all good (apart from the injury and that I haven't managed to finish my thesis yet). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-7568458519583383153?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/7568458519583383153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=7568458519583383153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7568458519583383153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7568458519583383153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-managed-to-injure-my-ankle-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-9000708607195088689</id><published>2007-08-31T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:39:48.226Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jag har precis insett att jag bara har bråkdelen av den styrka i mina ben, jag hade när jag dansade 3 ggr i veckan.  Och jag som trodde att jag var på bra väg tillbaks till min gamla form =/. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vad bra att det blir Streetdanskurs snart, då lär jag jo träna upp styrkan snabbt =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, jag ska bli fit igen !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=PP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jajaja, jag borde sitta och skriva, jag vet ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-9000708607195088689?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/9000708607195088689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=9000708607195088689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9000708607195088689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9000708607195088689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/08/jag-har-precis-insett-att-jag-bara.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-1500187706680719036</id><published>2007-08-27T03:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:42:06.636Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not using a language for some time seriously affects your capability of communicating in that language.  German for example, there was a time where I was able to hold up a conversation (even if a simple one) in German, now I can hardly understand anything apart maybe for "Nein" and a line I will never forget:  "Bist du klein oder bist du gross", written on a poster I don't remember what was for, on the wall of my first level school. &lt;br /&gt;These three years in Sweden have caused some changes in my linguistic skills.  Plainly enough my vocabulary in my mother tongue is not as good as it used to be, and Swedish has started competing against English as my second language.  The latter one I would have no problems with if my Swedish was simply overtaking my English, but the fact is that I  feel I'm loosing my English to make space for Swedish.  Do I possibly only have space for two and a half language in my head? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if I manage to become fluent in Russian then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's one mystery waiting to be solved (eyes gliding to the Russian course book on my shelf)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-1500187706680719036?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/1500187706680719036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=1500187706680719036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1500187706680719036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/1500187706680719036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-using-language-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-8283392092086307314</id><published>2007-08-23T10:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-23T11:11:17.582Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Einhvern tíma nefndi ég að ég myndi að öllum líkindum skrifa á mismunandi tungumálum hér, nú er komið að því að standa við orð mín.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldrei þessu vant hef ég frá einhverju merkilegu að segja, það að vísu varðar ekki mig, en ég verð bara að deila þessu með ykkur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Þrjár vinkonur mínar lögðu af stað í ferðalag á þriðjudag.  Tvær af þeim eru frá Sómalíu og sú þriðja frá Erítreu.  Stefnan var sett á Búlgaríu þar sem þær ætluðu að vera í viku.  Aðeins ein þessara þriggja er með sænskan ríkisborgararétt.  Hinar tvær eru með svokallaðan "främlingspass" frá Svíþjóð.  Þær hafa því varann á og spyrja hvort það verði nokkuð vesen að komast inn í Búlgaríu.  Þær fá það svar að það ætti ekki að vera vandamál, enda Búlgaría meðlimur í Evrópusambandinu.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Þegar þær stíga úr flugvélinni fá þær hins vegar allt önnur svör.  Þeim er meinaður aðgangur inn í landið og stúlkurnar í "information" segja lítið annað en "I don't know", getum væntanlega skellt skuldinni þar á takmarkaða enskukunnáttu (sem enn og aftur undirstrikar hvers vegna ég vil læra rússnesku).&lt;br /&gt;Sú þeirra með sænskan ríkisborgararétt segist vera Svíi og að þeir hafi engan rétt til að meina henni aðgang inn í landið.  Þær séu búnar að vera matarlausar í 12 tíma og verði að minnsta kosti að fá mat og drykk.  Vörðurinn hlær að henni.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Þær hringja heim til Svíþjóðar og fá kærasta einnar til að hringja í Utanríkisráðuneytið, sem svo hringir í þær og segir þeim að hvað sem gerist að halda ró sinni annars verði þær að öllum líkindum handteknar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ein þeirra fékk loks að fara út og kaupa mat, henni hefði verið sleppt inn í landið á endanum en hún vildi að sjálfsögðu ekki fara ein í fríið.  Þeim var plantað í eitthvað herbergi og sendar heim daginn eftir.  Þær fengi þó ferðina endurgreidda ásamt einhverjum skaðabótum og halda til Grikklands á morgun, þar sem þær fá án efa betri móttökur en í Búlgaríu.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yfirlýsingar einnar þeirra í gær voru á þá leið að hún ætlaði sko ekki aftur að ferðast til rasista Austur-Evrópu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ætli sama staða hefði komið upp ef þær hefðu ekki verið frá Afríku ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-8283392092086307314?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/8283392092086307314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=8283392092086307314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/8283392092086307314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/8283392092086307314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/08/einhvern-tma-nefndi-g-g-myndi-llum.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-6341634288390154733</id><published>2007-08-21T13:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:44:20.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are undeniably pros and cons in having a shared kitchen.  One of the pros being that one doesn't need to clean the kitchen very often, and the con being that when you do clean you need to clean all the others mess too.  I can only say that I'm glad my week is finally over and I can take it easy and leave my mess for someone else to clean in the following weeks =PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-6341634288390154733?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/6341634288390154733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=6341634288390154733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6341634288390154733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6341634288390154733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-are-undeniably-pros-and-cons-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5512917515660435952</id><published>2007-07-23T12:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:39:50.584Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a day of coincidences in my corridor.  Sitting in the kitchen I noticed that every single person present was wearing a red t-shirt or top, apart from my mother, but since she doesn't live here she doesn't count.  I also noticed that everyone was eating spaghetti, apart from me who didn't eat dinner in the kitchen.  Since we were all already so fine tuned together I suggested we go out and play football.  to my surprise everyone was go for that.  The five of us went to the football field and did out best, my mother stood on the sideline laughing of how bad we were.  The match was a big success, we found 4 natives on the field and challenged them to a match, the four of them against the five of us.  Surprisingly the match was relatively even to begin with, the final score however was 10-2, for the natives.  Most importantly we all had loads of fun, and we are sure to repeat it another time =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I did something I haven't done in ages, and something new indeed.  I went to Neglinge, where I used to live when I first moved to Sweden.  Approaching the house I see Steinar, flying in the air.  Ahh, there's a trampoline in the front yard, this is going to be fun.  I haveto admit I was a little nervous, since it's been a long time since last and I didn't have the guts to do even a tiny bit of what I used to as a kid.  Maybe next time =).  Inside there was a Nintendo Wii waiting to be played.  Starting with boxing punching the air to try to beat the opponent it did feel kinda silly.  Ending in a very Swedish way as someone said, a tie. &lt;br /&gt;time for the real fun, tennis, four people on the floor, everyone with their control in one hand, swinging it around like crazy to try to hit the ball.  No serious injuries, but a couple of hits were thrown in the heat of the game.  I don't know which was more fun, actually playing or just watching as the others played.  I definitely recommend trying it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going climbing again, it'll be interesting to see how that works out since I have soar muscles since yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5512917515660435952?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5512917515660435952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5512917515660435952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5512917515660435952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5512917515660435952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/07/yesterday-was-day-of-coincidences-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-6195251929600711635</id><published>2007-07-16T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:38:16.601Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this moment I'm packing some necessities and preparing for a short trip to Copenhagen.  My parents are visiting me since Friday and we are going to visit my brother Sigurgeir =) in his home city of Copenhagen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sure thing on the plan is to go to Tivoli.  The last time that was on the plan I was sick as hell and slept for close to 23 hours.  My body had given up on me.  The day after I began my new life which has taken me to where I am today.  Not much has changed though, I'm still a Chemical Engineering student, but the quality of life is a million times better than on that particular day.  I give my thanks to my wonderful mother =), she gave me everything I have (with some help from my dad of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean to get sentimental, it's not really my style, but what the hell, she deserves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the packing process ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-6195251929600711635?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/6195251929600711635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=6195251929600711635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6195251929600711635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/6195251929600711635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/07/at-this-moment-im-packing-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-4181989626602203592</id><published>2007-07-01T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:51:12.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really is a shame when you are forced to sit inside working when what you desire the most is motion.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining bright red at this moment, secretly trying to blind me as it's sinking below the horizon.  Wish I had the skills and equipment to give it justice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-4181989626602203592?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/4181989626602203592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=4181989626602203592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4181989626602203592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4181989626602203592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-really-is-shame-when-you-are-forced.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-8647790511989221758</id><published>2007-06-21T10:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:59:56.754Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel the need to share with you a joke I just heard:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A three year old boy was examining his testicles while he was taking a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom," he asked, "Are these my brains?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother replied:  "Not yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- back to work =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-8647790511989221758?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/8647790511989221758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=8647790511989221758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/8647790511989221758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/8647790511989221758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-need-to-share-with-you-joke-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-4284711866928156287</id><published>2007-06-19T23:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:17:02.730Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though Justin Timberlake will doubtfully make it to my list of favorites I have to hand it to the guy that he sure knows his business.  I spent the evening at his concert  with &lt;a href="http://www.steinarwang.com"&gt;Steinar&lt;/a&gt; and I was really impressed by the show.  The stage design was outstanding and there was a whole lot going on all the time.  Admittedly two of the dancers really stood out from the group, a guy and a girl =) Overall a very enjoyable evening and I think it made Steinar's whole year =PP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading home to Iceland in the morning for a week of free food =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-4284711866928156287?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/4284711866928156287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=4284711866928156287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4284711866928156287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4284711866928156287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/06/even-though-justin-timberlake-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-4587424603267617668</id><published>2007-06-19T10:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:54:31.385Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!!! Geek warning !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused.  I just bought a new computer, and of course I had to mess around a little, and now I'm having slight boot problems.  My computer doesn't boot by itself.  I need to tell it where to boot from, otherwise it can't find anything.  The problem is not the boot sequence, the setup tells me the HDD is not available.  I have spoken to a few friends about it and they do not agree on what to do.  One told me to reset the BIOS, whereas another advised me not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently the score stands at 1 with restarting the BIOS - 2 against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the voting begin !! =PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-4587424603267617668?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/4587424603267617668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=4587424603267617668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4587424603267617668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/4587424603267617668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/06/geek-warning-im-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-2775636314645921313</id><published>2007-05-26T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:23:11.995Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/RlhxejP0ynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xGbIsIOwRyc/s1600-h/Eg.Tekla.ferming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/RlhxejP0ynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xGbIsIOwRyc/s320/Eg.Tekla.ferming.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068926150277122674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you guys have forgotten what I look like, and as a proof that I do actually wear a dress sometimes ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-2775636314645921313?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/2775636314645921313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=2775636314645921313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2775636314645921313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2775636314645921313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-in-case-you-guys-have-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wh6QHtAvcmM/RlhxejP0ynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xGbIsIOwRyc/s72-c/Eg.Tekla.ferming.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-9152449707944055080</id><published>2007-05-22T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:19:13.535Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took my bike out for a ride today, the rear tire was a little bit low on air, so after about 20 minutes I'm passing a petrol station and I decide to fix the problem.  They had this fancy pump which pumps up to the pressure you tell it to.  It took me a while to figure out how it worked, and when I finally did it decided to remove all the air out of my tire and no matter how hard or often I tried it never gave anything back.  I tried the front, and there was no problem, everything worked as it should.  Since I was about a 20 minute walk away from I wasn't ready to give up yet, but still the same story, totally hopeless.  Finally I decide to walk home, there's a petrol station right across the road from my house.  The way back is not the easiest since I hold the back up a little in order not to completely destroy my now completely flat tire.  Finally I get to the station, but no, I can't find any air pump.  Oh I am so happy at this point that you won't believe it.  Just so typical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside of the day is that I did fix the brakes, and moved the gear shifters to a better possition on the steer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I guess I'm going for a walk with my rear tire someday soon...  (not the first time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-9152449707944055080?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/9152449707944055080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=9152449707944055080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9152449707944055080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/9152449707944055080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-took-my-bike-out-for-ride-today-rear.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-5021464376137683188</id><published>2007-05-18T11:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:38:41.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came back from Norway on Tuesday, had a good time, good people, good food, nothing to complain about.  I feel just about back on track and ready to face the world :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining outside and in, better put this good energy to some good use !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to you later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-5021464376137683188?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/5021464376137683188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=5021464376137683188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5021464376137683188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/5021464376137683188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/05/came-back-from-norway-on-tuesday-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-7155686357778954508</id><published>2007-04-19T16:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-19T16:39:59.523Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of summer in Iceland.  From what I've heard the weather has been nice there.  Here in Sthlm, it rained and hailed.  A slight change from the 20°C we had on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new, ah, I have  been released from the hospital, and so far everything is going good.  I haven't gotten back to work yet, but the plan is to start on Monday.  For now I'm focused on relaxing and fixing the status of my studies so I'll be able to keep my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long term plans are to finish the thesis in the summer or fall.  And visit my family in Norway in May, which reminds me, I better book a ticket before I miss the best prices ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, enjoy life, it's shorter than you think !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-7155686357778954508?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/7155686357778954508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=7155686357778954508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7155686357778954508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/7155686357778954508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-first-day-of-summer-in-iceland.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-2767544008416011801</id><published>2007-03-16T20:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:53:41.338Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and unfortunately it'll be a little bit longer.  My body refused to function as it normally should and therefore I have been stuck in the hospital for basically two and a half week now.  I know this doesn't explain the whole time, but then again, my body hadn't really been functioning properly for some time before I was able to convince the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is on the right way, temperatures are down to normal and infections under control.  Hopefully I will be released back to the wild early next week :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you back in the jungle soon !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-2767544008416011801?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/2767544008416011801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=2767544008416011801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2767544008416011801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/2767544008416011801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-117037502172988952</id><published>2007-02-01T23:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:12:09.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's always a good excuse to stop studying when you are actually out of paper to write on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not, in my case it's laziness.  I have some paper in the basement, but I still haven't found the need to go through the things I have there and bring up those I want to use.  And since it's 1AM already it may actually be a good idea to go to sleep and go digging around in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I'm good.  I have a so called 'lappskrivning' next Wednesday in my course on Partial Differential Equations (I think there's a link somewhere on the right side if someone is interested in more info on the course), so I have actually started studying in good time :).  There's a first time for everything, right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically the common cold is driving me nuts, and mentally I'm a bit lazy and still craving for action.  A quite remarkable situation actually, but still a typical one.  Action makes more action, at least for me =þ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new...&lt;br /&gt;Not much I guess.  I did manage to drag a few people climbing and since I came I have managed a total of 3 times, one for every weekend.  Two times with beginners on my side and one with a more experienced one.  Of the two I prefer the latter one.  It gives me more freedom.  But the more people you know that climb, the more often you can go with a partner.  Therefore I should try to infect as many as possible with the bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to register for a tango course, but I didn't manage to find a partner in time for the course starting tomorrow.  If you know of any candidates please point me in the right direction.  My toes are tingling to get back on the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone interested in Tango in Scandinavia I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.tangoportalen.com"&gt;Tangoportalen&lt;/a&gt;, it lists many events connected to tango and partnersearching is quite common there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, and guess what, I'm still working on my thesis.  But finally I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel =D&lt;br /&gt;More on that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... good night for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-117037502172988952?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/117037502172988952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=117037502172988952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/117037502172988952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/117037502172988952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-always-good-excuse-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116914620266652334</id><published>2007-01-18T18:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:52:25.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doomsday is approaching, the &lt;a href="http://www.thebulletin.org/minutes-to-midnight/"&gt;clock&lt;/a&gt; is ticking at 5 minutes to midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost for words on the matter at the moment.  I may return to the subject when I've formulated my thoughts but in the meantime feel free to share yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116914620266652334?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116914620266652334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116914620266652334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116914620266652334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116914620266652334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/01/doomsday-is-approaching-clock-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116770197748596045</id><published>2007-01-02T01:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:41:12.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another year is here to terrorize me.  It will be a year of changes seeing as the plan is to finish my degree either in spring or autumn.  I am quite optimistic about everything, even I have no idea where I will be at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up to my neck in the thesis calculations and my bathroom is still non-existent.  That should change during this week.   After that the packing and moving process takes over.   Apparently I still have some stuff at my parents  that I didn't manage to pack last time I moved to Sweden.  It is quite possibly a good idea to stay at one place for more than a year, but seemingly unlikely this year since I will not be able to keep my room after I finish my studies, unless ... I will become a PhD student and that will give me another say 4 years to decide what I want to do with my life =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers till next time !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116770197748596045?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116770197748596045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116770197748596045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116770197748596045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116770197748596045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-year-is-here-to-terrorize-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116689784070027045</id><published>2006-12-23T18:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T18:17:20.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since it has officially started raining babies around me I decided it's time to give them their place in the links on the sidebar.  I still have some address collecting to do but it shouldn't take that long to finish. &lt;br /&gt;I admit I have some mixed feeling about these procreation all around me, but thankfully enough it hasn't started affecting me yet.  All  in good time folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I decided not to send out any Christmas cards this year, so the fact that you didn't receive one doesn't mean I have forgotten about you, just decided to skip the process this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you I wish you a very merry Christmas :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm stuck at my parents house till after New Year since I won't have any toilet facilities in my flat till then. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116689784070027045?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116689784070027045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116689784070027045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116689784070027045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116689784070027045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/12/since-it-has-officially-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116558368779567374</id><published>2006-12-08T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:14:47.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog should have been posted on Wednesday December 6th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a big day in my life. &lt;br /&gt;After a long waiting period the deed on my flat was finally signed.  It was a four year anniversary since I was given a second chance of life and I passed my first test of stamina since my rebirth.  I scored in the upper half of the average.  The worst part is behind me and nowhere to go but up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back it is an incredible change.  In only four years I have been transformed from the ghost I was to a healthy individual with nothing but bright future ahead.   I bear my scar as the only proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five weeks from now I will be back in Sweden.  I have a lot to do till then.  My bathroom is still a mess.   But hopefully we will see some change next week, I will at least need to find a new toilet this weekend, I'd rather not have to live a day without that.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, not able t imagine one day without a toilet when according to the Icelandic newspaper 80% of homes in the countryside in India are without such facilities.   Where you are brought into this world  really defines who you are.  What different challenges you are faces with in life.  Or time, think about it this way, I would likely not have survived if I was born 30 years earlier.   At times it is scary how fast technology and science grows.  And here I am today, trying to contribute to just that, science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop babbling and get back to work, I have a thesis to write :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116558368779567374?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116558368779567374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116558368779567374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116558368779567374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116558368779567374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-blog-should-have-been-posted-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116523327940024350</id><published>2006-12-04T11:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:54:39.416Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend was a little bit different than most others.  I spent is demolishing my bathroom, including the shelf, sink, and tiles on walls and floor.  The result, scratches, bruises  and cuts on my hand, yep, you guessed it, I'm kinda clumsy with a hammer in my hand.  Nothing broken so far so I will surely survive ;o).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really look forward to having a new bathroom.  But since I'm moving back to Sweden in just over a month, the enjoyment will be short lived for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/249/2204/1600/664876/000_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/249/2204/320/316358/000_0039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/249/2204/1600/403987/100_2591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/249/2204/320/216194/100_2591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, there's no shower available at the moment, and the floor tiles are mostly gone as well.  Make sure to bring shoes you can easily slip into if you decide to come by for a visit ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116523327940024350?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116523327940024350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116523327940024350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116523327940024350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116523327940024350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-weekend-was-little-bit-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116479959129715185</id><published>2006-11-29T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:26:31.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still alive, just very busy with my thesis, the renovation of my bathroom and search for tenants.  Hope I'll find the spirit to write something proper soon :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116479959129715185?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116479959129715185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116479959129715185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116479959129715185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116479959129715185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-still-alive-just-very-busy-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116407533530885951</id><published>2006-11-21T01:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:15:35.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This may gross you out, but I'm posting it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/DSC01876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/DSC01876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/DSC01879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/DSC01879.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional - yes,&lt;br /&gt;common - no, not really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116407533530885951?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116407533530885951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116407533530885951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116407533530885951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116407533530885951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-may-gross-you-out-but-im-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116372846639250606</id><published>2006-11-17T01:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:55:45.546Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it time to change the title of this blog?  When I started writing, I used a title than translates roughly into "The imaginary reality of today" but I didn't think it sounded good enough in English, so I chose the above one instead. But that's a subject for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting next to my computer in the middle of the night, feeling guilty from not really doing anything today.  Trying desperately to melt together some sort of explanation of why high-pressure tanks or cryogenic equipment are not the way to go in hydrogen storage.  &lt;br /&gt;Other things on my mind are, first, fixing up my bathroom in under two months, I've been told that carpenters and plumbers are hard to get, and if I don't have some in my pocket already it'll be impossible to fix before New Year.  Second, finding a new wardrobe, to have in the hall, there is simply no space in the entry room where my jackets hang now.  Third, finding a tenant for the time I'll be in Sweden.  The last one will be tricky.  Finding a good tenant, seeing through peoples disguises and masks.  With that in mind that I tend to trust people until they violate my trust.  Maybe I should try to make them earn it instead.  But what can be expected from someone growing up in a relatively innocent environment ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are spent getting myself out of bed in the morning working on my thesis and getting my ass of the ground to get into shape (proving bit tricky since every time I get the upper hand in my fight with the cold I trip and it gets me under again). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now ! &lt;br /&gt;Be back soon with more ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116372846639250606?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116372846639250606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116372846639250606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116372846639250606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116372846639250606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-it-time-to-change-title-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116250020655878946</id><published>2006-11-02T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:43:26.570Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Karlmannslaus í kuld'og trekki kúri ég volandi&lt;br /&gt;Þett'er ekki, ekki, ekki, ekki þolandi&lt;br /&gt;Þett'er ekki, ekki, ekki, ekki þolandi&lt;br /&gt;Nei, þett'er ekki ekki ekki ekki þolandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt this was lying in the air, since I'm single and it's getting cold.  The above "poem", is one my mother taught me when I was in my early teens.  It is basically the bitter complaints of a female which has no man to give her warmth in the cold :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it would be nice to have someone to cuddle up to during the dark and cold hours, it's still good be free from the fuzz that comes along with a relationship.  It's a win some, loose some situation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116250020655878946?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116250020655878946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116250020655878946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116250020655878946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116250020655878946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/11/karlmannslaus-kuldog-trekki-kri-g.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116196426722773101</id><published>2006-10-27T15:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-27T15:51:07.240Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just gotten a nice reminder why a wool scarf  is not really a good idea when  your hair is wet.  I hope I won't haveto resort to scissors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, the temperature is no longer below zero, and yep you guessed it, it's raining like a shower outside for the third day in a row...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116196426722773101?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116196426722773101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116196426722773101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116196426722773101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116196426722773101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-just-gotten-nice-reminder-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116169627161562127</id><published>2006-10-24T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:24:31.626Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's save to say that winter has hit the Ice, the temperature is below zero and the official first day of winter was two days ago.  The short trip to school on my bike this morning was very cold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116169627161562127?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116169627161562127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116169627161562127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116169627161562127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116169627161562127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-save-to-say-that-winter-has-hit.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116154953567327080</id><published>2006-10-22T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:38:55.690Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I "borrowed" this pic from baggalutur.is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me but I think it's hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/tal_34_beljatik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/tal_34_beljatik.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Translations:&lt;br /&gt;        tík = bitch&lt;br /&gt;        belja = cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all my poor mind has to offer today ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116154953567327080?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116154953567327080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116154953567327080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116154953567327080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116154953567327080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-borrowed-this-pic-from-baggalutur.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116057355564854964</id><published>2006-10-11T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-11T13:32:35.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the kind off day that makes me not want to live in Iceland, it is clearly autumn... The wind is blowing like crazy, and even though the temperature is not that low, you are still freezing.  It the perfect day to spend underneath the covers.  The mere sound of the wind makes you cold.  I sure am happy I don't haveto work outside in weather like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116057355564854964?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116057355564854964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116057355564854964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116057355564854964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116057355564854964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-kind-off-day-that-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116041957589592234</id><published>2006-10-09T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:46:15.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does cooking food always seem to take so long when I'm hungry ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116041957589592234?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116041957589592234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116041957589592234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116041957589592234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116041957589592234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-does-cooking-food-always-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116009220464788853</id><published>2006-10-05T23:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:50:04.646Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just got to link to this &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/999/3893/1600/stel.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; pic posted by my brother on the &lt;a href="http://running-in-the-family.blogspot.com/"&gt;family blog&lt;/a&gt;, it's just so funny :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116009220464788853?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116009220464788853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116009220464788853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116009220464788853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116009220464788853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-just-got-to-link-to-this-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-116009194864194858</id><published>2006-10-05T23:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:45:48.653Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Half-laying in bed, under the covers with my legs bent and computer on my thighs.. can't stretch my legs because there's a cat laying on top of the cover just below my feet, and another one just next to the covers. &lt;br /&gt;They bring life and warmth to my home so it's not as empty when I come home, but I sure am glad I have a double bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-116009194864194858?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/116009194864194858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=116009194864194858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116009194864194858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/116009194864194858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/half-laying-in-bed-under-covers-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115989402222607580</id><published>2006-10-03T16:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:47:02.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a grey day, winter is in the air and I've got a cold ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky and the sea are grey, if it wasn't for the green grass outside my window I could think I was going colourblind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115989402222607580?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115989402222607580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115989402222607580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115989402222607580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115989402222607580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-grey-day-winter-is-in-air-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115979775921257304</id><published>2006-10-02T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:02:39.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Safety &lt;a href="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/BT20V/hearingp.jpg"&gt;first&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115979775921257304?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115979775921257304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115979775921257304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115979775921257304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115979775921257304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/10/safety-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115946634123533595</id><published>2006-09-28T17:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:59:01.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         I'm not a slave to a god, that doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;       I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words actually  do make some sense,  but  there's always the everlasting question of does god exist.   Can you believe in something you haven't got proof for?&lt;br /&gt;It's not only about religion, there are examples in science as well.  There are  always some who are trying to prove quantum mechanics wrong.  We simply choose to believe whatever theories seam reasonable and give the best fit of reality..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115946634123533595?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115946634123533595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115946634123533595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115946634123533595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115946634123533595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-not-slave-to-god-that-doesnt-exist.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115913707458025468</id><published>2006-09-24T22:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:31:14.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to post this photo, it was taken in Jalta, Krim (UKR), in june, and I just couldn't resist sitting on that guy's shoulders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_1596.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I will find a taller guy to carry me around on his shoulders ;)&lt;br /&gt;I had other photos showing his full size, but it was dark outside so you can't see much on them, so unfortunately this one is the best I have..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115913707458025468?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115913707458025468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115913707458025468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115913707458025468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115913707458025468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-meaning-to-post-this-photo-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115904801882761643</id><published>2006-09-23T21:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:46:58.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's &lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_2006571.html"&gt;wrong&lt;/a&gt; with Brits today ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what's the point in living a long life if you take all the fun out of it ?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115904801882761643?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115904801882761643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115904801882761643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115904801882761643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115904801882761643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/whats-wrong-with-brits-today-seriously_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115895254888695712</id><published>2006-09-22T19:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:18:33.930Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I trying to poison my cat ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that this was the thought going through Bandito's mind when I threw the soap soaked dishwashing-sponge into his food as he was eating and I was doing the dishes.  The sponge kinda landed on the side of his head and  from there fell into the water bowl.  Don't worry, I was a good 'mama' and changed the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the highlight of my week, which otherwise was filled with a lot of waiting during which I tried to read a bit of Solid State Physics, not a very appealing matter when your mind wants to do something more entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your days are filled with more interesting things than mine just now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115895254888695712?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115895254888695712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115895254888695712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115895254888695712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115895254888695712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-i-trying-to-poison-my-cat-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115830539441321840</id><published>2006-09-15T07:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T07:29:54.413Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Newsflash, I'm still in Stockholm.  I was supposed to go back to Iceland last Monday, but no, something wanted to keep me here.  I ended up in the hospital late Sunday evening and wasn't let out till yesterday.  I decided since the workweek would be finished by the way I got home anyway, I might as well stay here during the better half of the weekend.   In other words I'm returning to  the 'Ice' Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the last chance of decent warmth and sun for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;I of course had to book a new ticket home, but I wasn't smart enough to cut my losses and get the return flight in January, so I will need to pay a rebooking fee.  I blame everything on not thinking straight after the hospital stay =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling back into bed now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115830539441321840?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115830539441321840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115830539441321840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115830539441321840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115830539441321840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/newsflash-im-still-in-stockholm_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115747976101567613</id><published>2006-09-05T17:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:09:21.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm leaving to Stockholm tomorrow morning so I think it's only appropriate to flash back on my last trip to Stockholm.  On the way to young women were sitting next to me, one of them unfortunate enough to be stuck to a wheelchair, but she seemed so happy to be alive anyway, she had MS and was recovering from a bad period.  She mentioned she had a very good partner, so I guess he was a great support to her.  As I understood it she was visiting Sweden to check out some puppies.  There was probably another reason as well, but the puppies were at least part of it.  &lt;br /&gt;Now finally to my point.  When we had just landed she asked how you say 'I'm sorry' in Swedish.  When she heard it was 'Förlåt' she replied, that is sounded just like 'forljót' in Icelandic which literally means 'mud-ulgy', I had never thought of that before, it does indeed sound a bit familiar.&lt;br /&gt;We do on the other hand have a saying 'Ég biðst forláts', which means 'I beg your pardon' and there I am certain we have the same source as the Swedish word.  This saying is normally not used is daily language, more appropriate if you are really offended.  Normally we use the word 'fyrirgefðu' which if broken to pieces means exactly 'forgive' (for = fyrir, give = gefa/gefðu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all on the language talk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so much forward to arriving in Stockholm, my other home, tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115747976101567613?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115747976101567613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115747976101567613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115747976101567613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115747976101567613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-leaving-to-stockholm-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115731428376086921</id><published>2006-09-03T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:11:23.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is Pluto a planet or not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists  just can't seem to agree on the &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/5283956.stm"&gt;matter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115731428376086921?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115731428376086921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115731428376086921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115731428376086921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115731428376086921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/is-pluto-planet-or-not-scientists-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115719718478886124</id><published>2006-09-02T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:41:45.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been meaning for some time to post a couple of words very similar in Icelandic and Swedish and point out the differences.  Some of these can be quite a bit confusing and we Icelandics tend to mix up sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a short list, English translation follows in paranthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hemsk (se, horrible) != heimskur (is, stupid)&lt;br /&gt;rak (se, straight) != rakur (is, moist)&lt;br /&gt;kåt(se, horny) != kátur (is, happy) - even though with one often follows the other ;)&lt;br /&gt;hämta (se, fetch) != heimta (is, demand)&lt;br /&gt;samt (se, and) != samt (is, anyway or still as in 'but still')&lt;br /&gt;skyr (se, avoid) != skyr (is, milk product bit similar to yoghurt)&lt;br /&gt;skata (se, magpie - a bird) != skata (is, skate - a fish) - how did you Swedes think of using the old norse word for this fish for a bird ??&lt;br /&gt;gös (se, pike-perch) != gæs (is, goose) - has caused problems in restaurants :-þ&lt;br /&gt;rum (se, room) != rúm (is, bed)&lt;br /&gt;säng (se, bed) != sæng (is, cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I'd like to mention that the Icelandic female names Ragga and Kolla are not so good to have when in Sweden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list is by no means complete, but that's all for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115719718478886124?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115719718478886124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115719718478886124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115719718478886124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115719718478886124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-been-meaning-for-some-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115633506756698398</id><published>2006-08-23T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:11:07.636Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Monday evening I met with a group referred to as "Frænkurnar".  The word frænka means a female relative and the group consists of my mother, her sisters and cousins and a couple of daughters having reached the legal drinking age.&lt;br /&gt;There's always a lot of fun and laughter when this group meets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of photos from the occasion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2460.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115633506756698398?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115633506756698398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115633506756698398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115633506756698398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115633506756698398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-monday-evening-i-met-with-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115591661142505081</id><published>2006-08-18T15:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:23:29.770Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally after some wrestling with the Blogger main page I managed to log in again.  The just did some changes and my account wasn't very happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  today I sent my first job to processing by &lt;a href="http://hartree.raunvis.hi.is/%7Evidar/Bjolfur/bjolfur_2.jpg"&gt;Bjolfur&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115591661142505081?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115591661142505081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115591661142505081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115591661142505081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115591661142505081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-after-some-wrestling-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115549465378657455</id><published>2006-08-13T18:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:44:13.800Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"He who  stoppes being better stops being good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oliver Cromwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115549465378657455?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115549465378657455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115549465378657455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115549465378657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115549465378657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/he-who-stoppes-being-better-stops.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115549384510715131</id><published>2006-08-13T18:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:30:45.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talk about suffering from "Collector's Syndrome"...&lt;br /&gt;I just found my friend Hulda's old math notes, since our 2nd year in secondary school, that's 10 years ago !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now, with her permission of course,  throwing them away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115549384510715131?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115549384510715131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115549384510715131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115549384510715131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115549384510715131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/talk-about-suffering-from-collectors.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115541145437413519</id><published>2006-08-12T19:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:37:34.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today turn out to be a lot bigger day than expected.&lt;br /&gt;This morning a baby boy was born into the family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know he has not been given a name yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his proud parents, my brother Óskar Örn and his wife Ásta Jenný&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, he has even more hair than his father !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115541145437413519?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115541145437413519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115541145437413519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115541145437413519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115541145437413519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-turn-out-to-be-lot-bigger-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115524286447187809</id><published>2006-08-10T19:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:47:44.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After careful consideration of the only comment I got from my last blog and a couple of conversations with a  couple of you who are illiterate when it comes to my native language, I have decided to change to Iswenglishianm and from now on I will write my blog in that language.  It may take me a while to redefine the title and some of the links =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime here are a couple of photos from the ice-climbing acventure on the glacier with Francesco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, armed with Ice-axes and clamp-ons, ready to attack the wall of ice in the nice bright orange waterproof trousers I borrowed (they turned out to be not as waterproof as they looked):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2329.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesco trying to kill the wall, it was not really this foggy, my camera just didn't much like the rain that was trying to drown us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2333.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My camera seems to be ok for the moment, but unfortunately Francesco's phone didn't survive the ordeal unharmed.  I guess this sort of things are not really ment to be taken for a walk on the glacier..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115524286447187809?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115524286447187809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115524286447187809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115524286447187809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115524286447187809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-careful-consideration-of-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115498257485043172</id><published>2006-08-07T20:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:31:35.736Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those of you who are not able to read my native language, here's your chance to comment if you'd like me to consider using a different language :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your thoughts and opinions :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115498257485043172?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115498257485043172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115498257485043172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115498257485043172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115498257485043172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-those-of-you-who-are-not-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115498111412540625</id><published>2006-08-07T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:05:14.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jæja, þá er Francesco farinn, kettirnir fluttir aftur inn og Gizmo kominn undir rúm.  Hversdagsleikinn tekur nú við, en það á eftir að koma í ljós hvernig hann verður.  Það hefur verið svo mikið um gestagang hjá mér að hversdagsleikinn hefur ekki skapað sér mynd ennþá :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Við skruppum í ferð um helgina.  Settum stefnuna í Skaftafell þar sem við ætluðum í ísklifur.  Við komumst nú ekki af stað fyrr en klukkan 7 á föstudag, stoppuðum að sjálfsögðu við Seljalandsfoss og Skógafoss og náðum því ekki á leiðarenda á föstudagskvöldinu.  Við lögðumst til svefns í bílnum í miðju hrauni og vöknuðum í svartaþoku.  Þokan fylgdi okkur misþykk nánast allan daginn, bæði í Jökulsárlóni og upp á jökul þar sem við þrömmuðum með brodda og fengum aðeins að spreyta okkur í klifrinu.  Við fengum þessa fínu sturtu á meðan, voru síminn hans Francesco og myndavélin mín voru ekkert sérlega sátt með þessa meðferð, en myndum urðum við að reyna að ná !!!  Ástand símans er óvíst en myndavélin virðist sátt í bili, eftir að hafa fengið að þorna aðeins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég verð að játa að ég átti von á að ísklifrið yrði aðeins meira krefjandi en raun varð.  Ég verð að prófa fossana einhvern tíma í framtíðinni :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinni nóttina tjölduðum við nánast úti á Dyrhólaey.  Francesco vakti mig um miðja nótt og stakk upp á því að við pökkuðum saman tjaldinu áður en allt yrði blautt, en ég hélt nú ekki.  Hann reyndar áttaði sig ekki á því að það var ekki dagur þar sem það var orðið bjart úti.  Ég reyndi sem best að sofa á mínu grænu með Kári togaði og reif í tjaldið.  Það hélt nú samt og sluppum að mestu leyti þurr úr þessu ævintýri, ólíkt fyrri deginum.  Kári hélt áfram að reyna að hrinda okkur til og frá þar sem við stóðum á Dyrhólaey, það var hreint ótrúlegt að fylgjast með lundanum glíma við vindinn á flugi.  Eins og hann er klunnalegur oft þá er hann ótrúlega fimur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gullfoss og Geysir tóku vel á móti okkur á leiðinni heim, þar sem mamma bauð okkur í mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2401.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2401.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ótrúlega góð helgi, en fjandi blaut á köflum..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115498111412540625?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115498111412540625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115498111412540625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115498111412540625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115498111412540625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/08/jja-er-francesco-farinn-kettirnir.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115437574823740887</id><published>2006-07-31T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-03T13:07:35.636Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jæja, það er fyrir löngu kominn tími á blogg.  Eins og ég hef minnst á áður tók ég tvo Finna með mér heim frá Stokkhólmi.  Þeir stoppuðu í tæpar tvær vikur, þar af vorum við viku á ferð um landið.  Sú ferð var nokkuð undarleg, þar sem við Steinar  stóðum í þeirri meiningu að við ætluðum fjögur saman í ferð en ekki við tvö með tvo puttaferðalanga.  En svona er nú menningin misjöfn milli landa.  Það þarf kannski ekki að minnast á það að ferðin reyndi örlítið á vinabönd okkar Steinars þar sem við erum bæði skoðanasterk á það hvernig við viljum hafa hlutina og sjaldan sem við erum alveg sammála.  Við komumst þó ósködduð frá þessu öllu saman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Í heildina talið með ferðinni á Gullfoss-Geysi keyrðum við rúma 3000km og fékk ég þökk sé foreldrum mínum að sitja undir stýri allan tímann.  Helstu stopp voru Skógar, Dyrhólaey, Skaftafell, Norðfjörður, Hengifoss, Kárahnjúkar, Dettifoss, Húsavík, Mývatn, Akureyri, Goðafoss, Látrabjarg, Dynjandi, Stykkishólmur, Snæfellsjökull og Arnarstapi.  Við stoppuðum því bæði á syðsta og vestasta odda landsins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekki er úr vegi að láta nokkrar myndir úr ferðinni fylgja með.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Við fengum feiknafínt veður við Dyrhólaey, þó vindurinn hafi aðeins blásið:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steinar féll mjög vel inn í umhverfið á þessum syðsta odda landsins:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnunum fannst heillandi að tjalda á miðjum Skeiðarársandi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á meðan gistum við Steinar í Skaftafelli þar sem hann smakkaði aðeins á ísklaka úr jöklinum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2067.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2067.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það fer ekki mikið fyrir manni í samanburði við Hengifoss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/000_0044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/000_0044.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Þrátt fyrir að það hafi heillað að stinga sér til sunds við Goðafoss  þá hefði verið helvíti blautt í bílnum á eftir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/DSC09928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/DSC09928.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steinar hafði gaman að því að ögra kríunum :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á meðan Tapani var meira fyrir að kanna rör sem lá undir veginn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_2248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_2248.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115437574823740887?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115437574823740887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115437574823740887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115437574823740887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115437574823740887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/07/jja-er-fyrir-lngu-kominn-tmi-blogg.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115299380432023387</id><published>2006-07-15T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:03:24.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Það eru víst fleiri en fyrsta vígið sem eru fallin,  þar sem undirrituð valdi bjór fram yfir cider í gærkvöldi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maður getur ekki annað en velt fyrir sér hvað sé langt í rauðvínið...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115299380432023387?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115299380432023387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115299380432023387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115299380432023387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115299380432023387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/07/eru-vst-fleiri-en-fyrsta-vgi-sem-eru.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115279829301616417</id><published>2006-07-13T13:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:44:53.030Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fyrsta vígið er fallið.  Þeir sem hafa umgengist mig eitthvað undanfarið hafa líklega orðið varir við að ég er farin að drekka te.  Kókið ætla ég nú samt ekki í, né kaffið (enn sem komið er).  Hins vegar hef ég ekki orðið vör við þessi leiðinda fráhvarfseinkenni, ekki nema þessa venjulegu syfju..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115279829301616417?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115279829301616417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115279829301616417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115279829301616417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115279829301616417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/07/fyrsta-vgi-er-falli.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115236333554605707</id><published>2006-07-08T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T12:55:35.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aðalatburði ferðarinnar lokið, Depeche Mode tónleikarnir í gærkvöldi.  Þeir voru vægast sagt frábærir, þó að sætin hefðu að sjálfsögðu mátt vera betri.  Þau voru bara orðin uppseld þegar ég vissi loksins af tónleikunum.  Fyrst með fréttirnar, eins og alltar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tónleikagestir voru á ýmsum aldri, þónokkrir ennþá undir belti.  Ég held ég geti þó sagt með vissu að við Hulda höfum séð þann yngsta 'sjálfstæða'.  Sá hélt varla haus greyið, við vorum mikið að spá í hvað foreldrarnir voru eiginlega að hugsa.  Þó svo að barnið hafi verið með vörn fyrir eyrum þá fannst okkur þetta einum of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um 26þús manns voru á tónleikunum sem fóru fram undir oppnum himni.  Sólin var langt í frá sest þegar sænska upphitunarhljómsveitin fór á svið, hún settist á meðan seinni upphitunarsveitin (sem ég held að hafi verið Muse) spilaði.  Við fengum að sjálfsögðu að bíða svoldið eftir snillingunum sjálfum og uppklappið tók líka vel á lófana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokaniðurstaðan er:  Algjörlega þess virði !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það hefur aðeins kólnað svo ég er ekki eins mikið að deyja úr hita eins og síðustu daga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kveðjur úr hólminum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115236333554605707?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115236333554605707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115236333554605707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115236333554605707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115236333554605707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/07/aalatburi-ferarinnar-loki-depeche-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115178913514242072</id><published>2006-07-01T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:51:18.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Liðin vika:  Sumarskóli um efni til nota í vetnissamfélagi framtíðarinnar, ferðir á pöbbann með hressu fólki úr skólanum, þar sem m.a. bjórdrykkja, spjall og fótboltaáhorf átti sér stað.  Já þú last þetta rétt, bæði bjór og fótbolti, ég veit ekki alveg hvað er að gerast með mig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netið er ekki enn komið í lag heima.. en það hefur svo sem ekki komið mikið að sök síðastliðna viku þar sem ég hef lítið verið við heima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gizmo og Bandito fengu að fara út einir í fyrsta skipti á nýja staðnum á fimmtudaginn og fyrrnefndur hefur ekki sést síðan snemma í gærkvöldi.  Nágrannakettirnir voru ekki yfir sig ánægðir með þessa nýju nágranna sína og tóku ekkert sérlega vel á móti þeim.  Bandito kom hlaupandi inn hvað eftir annað snemma í morgun undan þeim.  Gizmo hefur verið eitthvað svo lítill í sér undanfarið að ég er svoldið hrædd um að hann hafi hlaupið eitthvað í burtu greyið.&lt;br /&gt;Lítið annað að gera en að vona að hann rati aftur heim, annaðhvort til mín eða foreldra minna þó leiðin á fæti frá Vesturbænum í Árbæinn sé frekar löng fyrir lítinn kött.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Óttaleg kattarfærsla er þetta, en jæja, svona tóku þeir á móti mér einn daginn þegar ég kom heim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1853.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Svo er hérna ein mynd af útsýninu út um stofugluggann hjá mér:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1850.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maður verður eiginlega að reyna að skrönglast upp Keili úr því hann situr þarna nokkurn veginn fyrir miðju..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferðinni er heitið svo til Stokkhólms á miðvikudaginn þar sem Depeche Mode verða með tónleika í Stadion á föstudag =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115178913514242072?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115178913514242072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115178913514242072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115178913514242072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115178913514242072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/07/liin-vika-sumarskli-um-efni-til-nota.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115089945603584297</id><published>2006-06-21T14:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:17:36.050Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gleði, gleði !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tölvan mín er biluð, aftur, hún hrundi á föstudag, fór í viðgerð á mánudagsmorgun og eftir því sem ég best er ennþá óljóst hvað er að.   Vonandi verður allt eins og vera skal ekki seinna en á föstudag.  Þá get ég vonandi gert eitthvað sniðugt hér, eins og birta myndir frá Úkraínu og af íbúðinni minni :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kveð í bili&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115089945603584297?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115089945603584297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115089945603584297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115089945603584297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115089945603584297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/06/glei-glei-tlvan-mn-er-bilu-aftur-hn.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115054590890995992</id><published>2006-06-17T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:06:44.260Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Það er alltaf jafn skemmtilegt þegar tölvan tekur upp á því að bila.  Mín hrundi í gær og fer ekki í gang.  Hún hagar sér eins og þegar móðurborðið fór fyrr í vetur.  Ekki var það á besta tíma þá og heldur betur ekki núna.  Ég fer niður í Háskóla á mánudaginn þar sem ég ætlaði mér að byrja í undirbúningi fyrir verkefnið.  Dagurinn fer þó líklega að mestu leiti í útréttingar og reddingar, óvíst hversu mikið mér verður úr verki í Háskólanum þann daginn, enda þarf ég tölvuna mína við þessa blessaða verkefnavinnu.  Ég hef þó fulla trú á því að Nýherji reynist mér betur en viðgerðarþjónusta IBM í Svíþjóð og taki ekki rúma viku í að redda tölvunni minni, þaðan af síður að þeir taki uppá að panta varahluti frá Ítalíu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég er í óða önn að flytja dót inn í nýju íbúðina mína.   Eins og er er fremur fátæklegt þar inni.  Einn borðstofuborð ásamt 4 stólum, dýna fyrir mig og bæli fyrir Gizmo, en hann eyddi fyrstu nóttinni með mér þar.  Hann var þó ekki alveg sáttur við þetta nýja umhverfi og stakk sér undir sængina mína og hrjúfraði sig til fóta þegar blaðið kom í morgun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best að koma sér aftur að verki því nóg er eftir !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og vel á minnst:  Til hamingju með daginn Íslendingar nær og fjær !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115054590890995992?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115054590890995992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115054590890995992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115054590890995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115054590890995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/06/er-alltaf-jafn-skemmtilegt-egar-tlvan.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115044185576502927</id><published>2006-06-16T07:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-16T07:10:55.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Þá er runninn upp dagurinn sem ég flyt formlega til Íslands, ég hef mjög blendnar tilfinningar gagnvart þessum flutningum, þetta verður efalaust frekar skrítið.  Single, nýr bæjarhluti, mín eigin íbúð og stórt verkefni framundan, svo ekki sé talað um væntanlegt internetleysi í nokkra daga (eins gott að maður er búinn að hita upp í Úkraínu ;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagurinn í dag er svo sannarlega ekki tíðindalaus, auk flutninganna þekki ég hvorki meira en minna en þrjá pilta sem eiga afmæli í dag.  Minn gamli vinur Eyjólfur, Friðgeir, vinur Eyfa og gamall skólabróðir minn og Francesco, klifurfélagi og tangóáhugamaður.  Ekki slakir piltar þar á ferð.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefnan er að reyna að draga Skara bróður að klifra á sunnudag og hlakka ég mikið til að sjá hvað hann getur, ef hann getur þá eitthvað :D (nei nú er kominn í mig lítill púki).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég mun reyna að henda inn nokkrum myndum frá Úkraínuferðinni fljótlega, vonandi dreg ég það ekki of lengi því þá er ansi hætt við að ég gleymi því alveg..  Stundum hef ég algert gullfiskaminni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hejdå Sverige!&lt;br /&gt;Halló Ísland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115044185576502927?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115044185576502927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115044185576502927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115044185576502927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115044185576502927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/06/er-runninn-upp-dagurinn-sem-g-flyt.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-115035886046938658</id><published>2006-06-15T07:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-15T08:07:40.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jæja, þá er ég komin aftur heim frá Úkraínu og á morgun flyt ég til Íslands í rúmlega hálft ár.  Ég skal alveg viðurkenna að ég hef meiri skilning á því núna hvers vegna &lt;a href="http://blogg.margretkurstak.org/"&gt;Magga&lt;/a&gt; bloggar svona sjaldan.  Það er ekki við öðru að búast þegar tengingin nær heilum 19.2k.&lt;br /&gt;Ég verð að dreifa sögum frá Úkraínuferðinni á nokkrar færslur, mig langar að setja inn nokkrar myndir með og bloggið verður alltof langt ef ég hendi öllu inn í einu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það verður að viðurkennast að höfrungasýningin stendur hæst uppúr því sem við tókum okkur fyrir hendur.   Hún var í borginni Jalta á Krímskaganum, en sú borg kom einmitt í fréttunum síðustu helgi þar sem nokkrar konum frá Vestmannaeyjum hlupu kvennahlaupið þar.   Alveg magnað, Íslendingar eru alls staðar!  Við rákumst þó ekki á Íslendingahópinn á meðan á veru okkar í Jalta stóð.&lt;br /&gt;Höfrungarnir sýndu okkur hinar og þessar kúnstir og eftir sýninguna bauðst okkur að fá að taka mynd af okkur með höfrungunum og synda með þeim gegn vægu verði.  Myndatakan kostaði 25 GRN á meðan sundið kostaði 50 GRN, þetta samsvarar um 375 og 750 ISK, og þykir mér það mjög vel sloppið.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_1723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ég var mjög fegin að vera í klifrinu þarna, maður þurfti að halda fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_1728.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Þeir myndast nú töluvert betur en ég ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-115035886046938658?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/115035886046938658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=115035886046938658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115035886046938658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/115035886046938658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/06/jja-er-g-komin-aftur-heim-fr-kranu-og.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114902978096929238</id><published>2006-05-30T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:57:12.033Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dagurinn fór í hinar og þessar reddingar.  Skila bók í skólanum og fá afrit af prófinu mínu (já, ég þarf að eiga eitt eða tvö orð við kennarann) .  Fara á skattstofuna og redda vottorði um að ég sé tekjulaus innan Svíþjóðar og skrá mig úr landi.  Klifra.  sækja dót á einn stað og skila af mér dóti á annan.  Þvo.  Næsta skref er að pakka (eins gott að ég gleymi ekki vegabréfinu, það væri alveg eftir mér...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég kíkti á Huldu í Karolinska í dag, bæði til að spjalla og kveðja hana í bili.  Þar fundum við gamalt Metro sem í var grein sem vakti áhuga okkar.  Greinin fjallaði um breytt hugarfar ungs fólks til kynlífs, þ.e. að meira teljist sjálfsagður hlutur í dag en þegar foreldrar okkar voru ungir.  Fleiri séu opnir gagnvart hópkynlífi, kynlífi með sama kyni, opnum samböndum og að eiga bólfélaga.  Þetta er ekkert til að rengja en var ekki það sem okkur þótti áhugaverðast.&lt;br /&gt;Það sem mestan áhuga vakti hjá okkur voru tölur úr könnun sem gerð var á sjöunda áratugnum í Svíþjóð.  Þar kom fram að konur studnuðu að meðaltali kynlíf með 1,4 manneskjum á lífsleiðinni meðan sama karlmenn áttu að meðaltali 4,7.&lt;br /&gt;Okkur fannst þetta ekki alveg geta passað, það þarf tvo til (amk) ef stunda á kynlíf með öðrum en sjálfum sér.  Eftir nokkrar vangaveltur komumst við að þeirri niðurstöðu að þrennt gæti komið til greina:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Það eru mun fleiri konur en karlar í samfélaginu.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Karlar stundi ekki bara kynlíf með konum, heldur körlum líka.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Konur draga úr tölu rekkjunauta á meðan karlar ýkja hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hvað af þessu er líklegast ?&lt;br /&gt;Eru til fleiri skýringar ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114902978096929238?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114902978096929238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114902978096929238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114902978096929238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114902978096929238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/dagurinn-fr-hinar-og-essar-reddingar.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114838389590525958</id><published>2006-05-23T11:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-23T11:31:35.916Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Þennan vegg afrekaði ég loksins almennilega í gær.  Þegar ég segi almennilega meina ég að ég hafi komist upp án þess að renna til eða minna takið á neinum stað.  Ég er að sjálfsögðu mjög sátt enda hrundi ég niður og varð að gefast upp í 3 m hæð í minni fyrstu glímu við hann.  Mér tókst það í 4ðu glímu (komst upp í 3ju, myndin er tekin þá, en rann til örlítið ofar en á myndinni og þurfti því að reyna aftur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_1407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Að öðru þá var ég að ljúka síðustu skýrslu vetrarins og eftir stendur þá eitt próf , þ.e. að undanskyldu þessu sem ég tók meðvitaða ákvörðun um að skrópa í þar sem mér líkaði ekki kennarinn, hver veit nema ég taki það upp í haust, annars skortir alveg þrýstinginn á mig núna þar sem þær einingar sem þarf til að ljúka mínu núverandi námi eru þegar í höfn.  Stefnan er þó sett á 200 pkta námið og er ég því væntanleg til Sverige aftur í janúar :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114838389590525958?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114838389590525958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114838389590525958' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114838389590525958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114838389590525958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/ennan-vegg-afrekai-g-loksins.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114816838832494517</id><published>2006-05-20T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:39:48.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ég bara verð að lýsa yfir ánægju mína að Finnar skyldu fá þennan líka stuðning í keppninni.  Þetta kom skemmtilega á óvart eftir að í ljós kom að Evrópubúar voru engan veginn tilbúnir fyrir frekjudolluna hana Silvíu Nótt, ég held ég hafi aldrei áður heyrt púað á lag (og þann sem tilkynnti stigin) í Eurovision, þó fannst mér votta fyrir þessu sama hjá Litháum sem komust nú reyndar vel upp listann í kvöld.&lt;br /&gt;Það er ljóst að menn eru almennt orðnir þreyttir á Eurovision uppskriftinni og vilja sjá meiri fjölbreytni.  Ekki leiðinlegt það !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nú leggst ég sátt til svefn því morgundagurinn bíður óþreyjufullur með öllu því sem honum fylgir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114816838832494517?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114816838832494517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114816838832494517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114816838832494517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114816838832494517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/g-bara-ver-lsa-yfir-ngju-mna-finnar.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114782398382414723</id><published>2006-05-16T23:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:59:43.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Það er ekki laust við að maður sé orðinn pínulítið steiktur í próflestrinum.  Fyrsta prófið mitt er í fyrramálið og af slæmum ávana er ég enn að lesa og ekki á leiðinni að hætta alveg strax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég gerði heiðarlega tilraun til að eyðileggja  myndavélina mína um helgina þegar ég fékk sand á utanverða linsuna sem ég náði ekki að hreinsa burt svo að linsan náði ekki að dragast alveg út.  Ég bý hins vegar það vel að þekkja fólk sem ekki deyr ráðalaust og Francesco gerðist svo góður að redda málunum fyrir mig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maður finnur sér alltaf eitthvað sniðugt að gera í prófum, hér er gott dæmi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/400/100_1363.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arturo stendur hér gottandi við hreingerningarplanið næstu tvo mánuði þar sem hann veðjaði hreingerningarvikunni við Helen, og hún tapaði.  Veðjað var um hvort Gallo, frændi Arturo, næði ferjunni til Eistlands eða ekki.  Eins dauði er annars brauð, Gallo náði ekki ferjunni...&lt;br /&gt;Á plagginu er strikað yfir nafn Arturos, Helen skrifuð í staðinn og skýringin "pga. lost bet" skrifuð við.  Við hlógum mikið í dag :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ætli sé ekki best að ég komi mér aftur í lesturinn svo ég nái í gengum efnið og nái að hvíla augun í ca. klukkutíma fyrir prófið :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ Ein með Prodigy í eyrunum til að hjálpa við að halda tempóinu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114782398382414723?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114782398382414723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114782398382414723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114782398382414723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114782398382414723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/er-ekki-laust-vi-maur-s-orinn-pnulti.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114777049484751721</id><published>2006-05-16T09:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-16T09:08:14.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ástæða verkjanna í handleggjum og vinstra baki:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/dsc00941.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/dsc00941.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Þessi síðasta ferð ver drulluerfið og endaði í uppgjöf á miðri leið...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114777049484751721?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114777049484751721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114777049484751721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114777049484751721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114777049484751721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/sta-verkjanna-handleggjum-og-vinstra.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114728627184072899</id><published>2006-05-10T18:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:37:51.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hvaða rugl er það eiginlega að framleiða töflur sem molna í öreindir áður en maður nær að stinga þeim upp í sig ?!?&lt;br /&gt;Hvernig á maður eiginlega að gleypa duft ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ Ein pínu pirruð&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114728627184072899?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114728627184072899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114728627184072899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114728627184072899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114728627184072899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/hvaa-rugl-er-eiginlega-framleia-tflur.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114720061607108538</id><published>2006-05-09T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:50:16.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ég er komin með nýja söfnunaráráttu.  Ég er að safna marblettum.  Nú þar sem bandývertíðinni virðist vera lokið þótti mér nauðsynlegt að finna mér eitthvað í staðinn svo úthaldið grotni ekki alveg niður.  Það var fótboltinn sem varð fyrir valinu og bý ég svo vel að hafa Helen á ganginum og hún alltaf til.  Við ætlum svo að reyna að smala saman liði svo við getum tekið leik.  Það verður fróðlegt að sjá hvort það gengur.  Við þurfum efalaust aðeins að pína strákana á ganginum og  spurning hvort gengur að draga Xiaofang út, hún er eiginlega eina stelpustelpan á ganginum.  Allavega af þessum hóp sem þekkist ágætlega.&lt;br /&gt;Aðaluppspretta marblettanna minna er að sjálfsögðu klifrið.  Enda á ég það til að missa takið þegar strákarnir mana mig upp veggi sem eru kannski ekki alveg þeir auðveldustu.  Svo neita þeir að sjálfsöðgu að hleypa mér niður fyrr en ég er búin að missa takið að minnsta kosti þrisvar.   Ég fékk að dangla í lausu lofti síðast þangað til ég gaf mig og skreið upp restina af veggnum.  Ekki að ég sé að kvarta, hver einasti marblettur er alveg þess virði.  Fótboltinn skilar svo alveg þeim marblettum sem bandýið gerði áður, ekki alveg á sömu stöðum samt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já, það er gott að vera í Svíþjóð núna !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hérna er svo Helen með matinn sem hún bauð okkur upp á síðasta föstudag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ekta eþíópískur matur.  Það kom mér virkilega á óvart hvað hann var góður.  Brauðið kom með beinu flugi frá Afríku, enda víst ekki hægt að baka eins brauð hér þar sem hráefnin eru eitthvað öðruvísi.  Hins vegar er hægt að fá svipuð brauð hérna og skildist mér á Jiju að þau sem fengjust hér væru ekki eins beisk á bragðið.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114720061607108538?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114720061607108538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114720061607108538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114720061607108538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114720061607108538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/g-er-komin-me-nja-sfnunarrttu.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114713833645924945</id><published>2006-05-09T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-09T01:32:16.473Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1287.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ég var að fletta í gegnum myndirnar mínar frá Finnlandi, og þessi stendur uppúr af okkur Steinari.  Mjög skemmilega súrt moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allar myndirnar mínar frá Finnlandsferðinni eru komnar til Steinar og hann birtir eflaust gott úrval undir Valborgarmöppunni (sem ég skil ekki alveg af hverju heitir ekki Vappu) á næstu dögum.  Ég linkaði á hana hérna einhvers staðar að neðan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114713833645924945?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114713833645924945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114713833645924945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114713833645924945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114713833645924945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/g-var-fletta-gegnum-myndirnar-mnar-fr.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114709746004685398</id><published>2006-05-08T14:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:11:00.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vel á minst, &lt;a href="http://www.steinarwang.com/gallery/valborg"&gt;hér&lt;/a&gt; er myndaalbúmið hans Steinars frá Vappu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114709746004685398?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114709746004685398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114709746004685398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114709746004685398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114709746004685398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/vel-minst-hr-er-myndaalbmi-hans.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114709731606982356</id><published>2006-05-08T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:08:36.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Það er bara of gott veður til að vera inni þessa dagana, þal eru myndirnar frá Finnlandi ennþá á myndavélinni en bætast vonandi fljótlega í Finnlandsmyndasafnið hjá Steinari á næstu dögum.  Fyrir þá sem hafa ekki verið að fylgjast með þá hefur verið sól og blíða í Stokkhólmi undanfarna daga og á að vera svoleiðis fram að helgi.  Sólbaðsveður, 20°C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég ætla að halda áfram að reyna að draga Huldu úr vinnunni svo ég geti slæpst með henni, það er svo stutt þangað til ég þarf að kveðja Svíþjóð í bili..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114709731606982356?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114709731606982356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114709731606982356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114709731606982356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114709731606982356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/er-bara-of-gott-veur-til-vera-inni.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114655027299205600</id><published>2006-05-02T06:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-02T06:11:13.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jæja, þá er maður mættur í Hólminn aftur.  Hress eftir 5 daga partýstand.  Niðurstaða helgarinnar er sú að Finnar kunna svo sannarlega að skemmta sér, og já, þeir eru ansi drykkfelldir líka.  Ég verð samt að játa að við Steinar létum stóðum okkur hreint ekki illa í að halda í við rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fjörinu er lokið í bili og alvaran tekur við.  Tvær vikur í næstu próf og 5 skýrslur í vinnslu.  Segi eins og sannur Íslendingur:  Þetta reddast !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114655027299205600?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114655027299205600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114655027299205600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114655027299205600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114655027299205600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/05/jja-er-maur-mttur-hlminn-aftur.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114633527828195922</id><published>2006-04-29T18:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-29T18:27:58.293Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vildi af eg gaeti postad myndir en thad gengur vist ekki eins og er.. Thaer koma thegar heim er komid.  Eg hef amk komist af theirri nidurstödu ad Finnar eru skemmtilegir partyfelagar og mun eg engan veginn sja eftir thvi ad hafa kikt a Vappu (Valborg), sem  eg sagdi ranglega vera a laugardag, hun er vist a manudag (1.mai)  en mesta drykkjan fer fram a morgun :).  Afsökun okkar i dag er afmaeli Carl Gustavs XVI sem hefst a midnaetti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja, Finnar eru jafngodir i ad finna partyafsakanir og vid Islendingar.. Hvernig er haegt ad kvarta ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partykvedjur fra Turku !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114633527828195922?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114633527828195922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114633527828195922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114633527828195922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114633527828195922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/vildi-af-eg-gaeti-postad-myndir-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114606376228728025</id><published>2006-04-26T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:02:42.290Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARG !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hver kannast ekki við það vandamál að vera búinn að ákveða í hann ætlar að fara.  Svo þegar kemur að því að fara í flíkina þá passar hún ekki lengur :(&lt;br /&gt;Þó svo að margir blóti því eflaust að þetta vandamál skuli snúa öfugt hjá mér eins og er þá er það samt pirrandi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Það er dýrt að endurnýja fataskápinn :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114606376228728025?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114606376228728025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114606376228728025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114606376228728025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114606376228728025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/arg-hver-kannast-ekki-vi-vandaml-vera.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114605823879409608</id><published>2006-04-26T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:30:38.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tilvitnun úr kennslubókinni minni í ólífrænni efnafræði:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Much of the hydrogen for industry is produced by high-temperature reaction of H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;O with CH&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; or a similar reaction with coke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verð að segja að ég rak upp stór augu og þurfti að lesa setninguna aftur, en jújú, alltaf lærir maður eitthvað nýtt.  Þess ber að geta að í þessu tilfelli er átt við kolefni á föstu formi (ekki kemur fram hvers konar föstu formi samt).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114605823879409608?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114605823879409608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114605823879409608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114605823879409608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114605823879409608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/tilvitnun-r-kennslubkinni-minni-lfrnni.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114605255496051146</id><published>2006-04-26T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:55:55.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ég er búin að vera svo skemmtilega utan við mig síðustu daga að mömmu er farið að gruna mig ástfangna.  Ég tel þó ekkert hæft í því heldur sé um að ræða prófessorseinkenni, enda er ég búin að liggja yfir bókunum undanfarna daga.  Ég fæ þó smá pásu um helgina þó ég megi kannski  ekki við því.  En planið er að skreppa til Turku í Finnlandi með ferjunni á morgun og koma aftur á þriðjudagsmorgun.  Á laugardag er Valborg og heilmikið um að vera af því tilefni.  Ég hef ekki hugmynd um hvort það er sama hefð í Finnlandi og hér.  Eina sem ég á von á er að farið verði í sauna, varla hægt að fara til Finnlands og sleppa því..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114605255496051146?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114605255496051146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114605255496051146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114605255496051146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114605255496051146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/g-er-bin-vera-svo-skemmtilega-utan-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114591016775668330</id><published>2006-04-24T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:22:47.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mánudagur til mæðu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ég hélt að  löppin á mér væri að grínast þegar ég vaknaði í morgun, það var vont að stíga framúr.  Ég tognaði á mjög asnalegum stað helgina fyrir pálmasunnu og tognunin virðist hafa tekið sig aðeins upp eftir bandýleik gærdagsins.  Ég er þó ekki hölt að ráði og mun sko ekki gefast upp fyrir vesælum öklanum.  Hvernig í ósköpunum  tognar maður á milli kúlu og iljar utaná fætinum ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Próf á morgun og ég auðsjáanlega að eyða tímanum í eitthvað annað en ég á að gera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sæl að sinni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114591016775668330?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114591016775668330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114591016775668330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114591016775668330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114591016775668330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/mnudagur-til-mu.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114572660139946275</id><published>2006-04-22T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-22T17:23:21.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Þáttakan í matarboðinu í gær var ekki eins góð og best hefði verið á kosið, en í boði var guacamole og nachos, kínversk súpa, kjúklingaréttur og grænmetisréttur og svo þetta klassíska íslenska, hrísgrjónagrautur með slátri, flatkökur með hangikjöti og harðfiskur.&lt;br /&gt;Grjónagrauturinn vakti þó nokkra lukku, sem og flatkökurnar sjálfar, harðfiskurinn var ekki vinsæll. Ég frétti það líka hér áðan að til ef mjög svipað brauð í Afríku, ég náði reyndar ekki alveg sögunni (er búin að vera utan við mig í dag) en í Eridreu tengjast "flatkökurnar okkar" heimabruggi. Sniðug staðreynd þar á ferð.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen ætlar svo að taka sig til á þriðjudag og elda fyrir okkur "traditionell" eridrískan mat. Hún náði ekki að vera með í elduninni í gær.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hér að neðan er mynd af borðinu og hinum matargestunum í gærkvöldi, að vísu vantar vin Xiao-Fang sem var ekki kominn þegar við byrjuðum að borða.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristian lét sjá sig síðar um kvöldið og smakkaði á brennivíninu eins og vera ber.  Hér er hann hins vegar með Tallinn flöskuna sem var líka dregin fram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/1600/100_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/249/2204/320/100_1070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Þetta reyndist hreint hið ágætasta kvöld þó svo að þynnkan hafi aðeins látið sjá sig í morgun.  Ég vil kenna Tallinn um hana..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114572660139946275?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114572660139946275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114572660139946275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114572660139946275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114572660139946275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/ttakan-matarboinu-gr-var-ekki-eins-g.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114551869965359556</id><published>2006-04-20T07:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-04-20T07:38:19.663Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nú held ég að veðurguðirnir séu eitthvað að ruglast, það er snjókoma, eða var, hún var að hætta.  Ég sem hélt að ég byggi í Svíþjóð, ekki á Íslandi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114551869965359556?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114551869965359556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114551869965359556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114551869965359556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114551869965359556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/n-held-g-veurguirnir-su-eitthva_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114547487924098574</id><published>2006-04-19T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:27:59.253Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Á morgun verður stór dagur í lífi mínu og annarra fjölskyldumeðlima.  Á morgun fer pabbi í meðferð.  Hann á að mæta á Vog klukkan 10 í fyrramálið og þarf að halda út þar í 10 daga áður en ákvörðun verður tekin um framhaldið.  Ég vona svo sannarlega að hann standi sig í þessu og nái lífi sínu á betri braut.  Ég lít á það sem mjög stórt skref hjá honum og er stollt af honum að hafa tekið þessa ákvörðun.  Við getum lítið annað gert núna nema bíða, fylgjast með og vona að hann nái að feta sig áfram og klifra upp á yfirborðið aftur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114547487924098574?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114547487924098574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114547487924098574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114547487924098574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114547487924098574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/morgun-verur-str-dagur-lfi-mnu-og.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21758845.post-114525746783591840</id><published>2006-04-17T06:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:04:27.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jæja, þá er maður mættur aftur í Hólminn og búinn að koma sér vel fyrir á ný.  Ég kom á laugardaginn og vorið var auðsjáanlega komið.  Hér var tekið á móti mér með sól og blíðu.  Verð að játa að ég gerði lítið annað en að koma mér hingað og sofa á laugardag.  Ástæðan mun vera svefn"skortur" næturinnar á undan.  Ég fékk nefnilega þá snilldarhugmynd að kíkja í ellefubíó og svo í bæinn.  Mamma sótti mig svo um fimmleytið og skutlaði mér suður í Keflavík.  Ég náði svo aðeins að leggja mig í vélinni.  En þar hitti ég áhugaverða manneskju.  Kvenmaður sem var á að giska á svipuðum aldri og ég en hafði orðið fyrir því óláni að fá MS, hún var engu að síður lífglöð og brosmild.  Mjög ánægjulegt að upplifa slík kynni.   Sú sem var með henni í för var komin nokkra mánuði á leið, ég myndi giska á fimm.  Það sást allavega vel á henni.&lt;br /&gt;Það er heilmikið af ófrísku kvenfólki í kringum mig þessa dagana.  Þar er helst að nefna Ástu Jenný, konu bróður míns sem á að eiga í ágúst að mig minnir,  Heiðu vinkonu, sem á rúman mánuð eftir, &lt;a href="http://www.blog.central.is/ragnars/"&gt;Heiðrúnu&lt;/a&gt;, sem var með mér í Réttó og er hér úti ásamt Ragga sínum (sett í maí) og Völu, konu &lt;a href=""&gt;Bjarka&lt;/a&gt; fyrrum nágranna, en hún á að eiga í vikunni. &lt;br /&gt;Ég hitti Völu þessa á Skírdag í fyrsta skipti.  Ég ákvað að það væri kominn tími til að heilsa upp á hann Bjarka minn eftir öll þessi ár og bauð mér í kaffi til þeirra á Skírdag (þau fengu að vísu að velja daginn ;)).  Bjarki töfraði fram þessa dýrindis köku með smá afskiptum Völu sinnar, sem átti á smávægilegum örðuleikum með að bara fylgjast með.&lt;br /&gt;Það var líka páskaeggjadagur hjá mér og foreldrunum á Skírdag, við flýttum deginum svo að við gætum deilt egginu.  Ég er að ná mér niður úr sykurátinu þessa dagana og má hafa mig alla við svo ég fari ekki hlaupandi út í búð eftir sætindum.  Ég skal ! Ég ætla !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Í dag er planið að rölta í búðina og kaupa hreingerningargræjur og ráðast svo í hreingerningar í eldhúsinu.  Næsta föstudag ætlum við svo að hafa fjölþjóðlega matinn sem ég held ég hafi minnst á áður.  Fyrir valinu hjá mér varð hrísgrjónagrautur með slátri, flatkökur með hangiáleggi og harðfiskur með smjöri.  Mér finnst það vera einn réttur, en kannski má deila um það.  Ég á ekki von á að slátrið verði mjög vinsælt.. þal ákvað ég að flatkökurnar fengju að fylgja með.  Af gefnu tilefni og eftir góðum ábendingum ákvað ég að sleppa kjammanum og hákarlinum.  Brennivínið fékk þó að fylgja með eins og vera ber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21758845-114525746783591840?l=chemicate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/feeds/114525746783591840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21758845&amp;postID=114525746783591840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114525746783591840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21758845/posts/default/114525746783591840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chemicate.blogspot.com/2006/04/jja-er-maur-mttur-aftur-hlminn-og-binn.html' title=''/><author><name>Skatan</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
