days of miscalculation

Hmjá. Not much to tell, i'm afraid.
I'm working in a bakery in the centre of Reykjavík, did i tell you? This week was early-morning-week and i tried to sleep before coming here, but i'm not quite sure i managed to. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between dreaming and daydreaming.
Weekend off, however, and today i was invited to a party at my dear friends' place. Invitations are nice - we like!
We like parties and vanilla skyr.

the call of the wild

Little more than five days with my brother visiting. We had a good time with museums, galleries, music and lots of friends.
Tomorrow is the first day of work and i'm somewhat nervous. And hungry.

Bite me.

Teeth! Teeth are important; dreaming about loosing teeth seems to be one of the most common dreams. I dreamt about it not long ago - it has something to do with feeling weak, right? This night i had two pets, a leguana and something as big as me, and the big animal got angry, took the lizard in his hand and squeezed it to death and threw it at me. It was nothing more than a wet little skin and i screamed.

I like the teeth of Einar, Moby, Zaphod Beeblebrox and some man i was chatting with from Scotland.

Whose teeth do you like?

sugar-chocolate shock

Aaaaaaah! I'm eating the biggest creamiest chocolate cake ever at Prikid!
"If you want some more cream just ask"

And they're playing Leonard Cohen - There ain't no cure for love in the background.

I got a cream refill as big as the cake.