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watched the coens’ ladykillers last night

siggimus wants his money back!!

there was nothing coen about that film!

nothing at all!!

absolutely nothing at fucking all!!!

hanks was simply awkward, even painful to watch at times. there was nothing funny or charming or even vaguely interesting about that character he played. same goes for everybody else

& the audacity of sneaking that wayans feller into a proper movie!?!!

tsk tsk tsk…

den when siggimus was finally bothered to get up today, siggimus didn’t feel like going out to celebrate, even though he was enjoying excellent window weather

instead opted for watching die hard on dvd

& enjoy the incredibly creative subtitles, only looking out the window once when the hfj marching band noisily paraded by outside the window

& all de way to hafnarfjörður!!

moved der last night & watched big fish some football (what’s with that?!!? siggimus musta caught something at work :/) & the hours before turning in quite late in the new home, alone of course

den wakes up quite late & en route to the bathroom for the morning chores, siggimus notices a kitchen chair standing in the door to the kitchen

hmmm! nobody warned siggimus of ghosts or ghouls?!!

later, in the middle of reading a paper, it comes to siggimus!!

the carpet lickers from upstairs had permission to let in an electrician for some silly reason! & voilá! just as siggimus is remembering this, he hears a squeak & a carpet-licky voice from the basement says ‘hi!’

not too shabby, shame about that rug licking…

den later on, in 10/11 in fjörður shopping mall, who would siggimus run into but danni!! turns out he was doing a gig in a nearby library

go figure!

tries to mingle with the locals via sms (you don’t just jump into meeting dem in person on your first day)

den even more football (aren’t there pills for this?) before returning home (missed dis ting :/)

celebrated last night

siggimus (&bjössi) invited to jodaz’ crib for some grub, da weather not being suitable for a bbq fest in hfj

j brags of brand new dvd player & its ability to play divx. woo-haa! siggimus turn greenish :/

siggimus eats while bjössi guzzles down the brew & burns up a few coffin nails

bjössi love beer

jodaz happy with the presents wot siggimus brung (jodaz!! send siggimus a pic of ragnhildur & siggimus will post it!!)

den off to hfj to give valdis a break & be able to be real men

bjössi grows drunker & drunker, chatting up da taxi driver & calling guðni már henningsson the moment the crew arrived, stopping just short of proclaiming undying love

things get mushy, but are blessedly saved when ego arrives after some torturing by bjössi

ego is pestered until he agrees to drive the drunken trio back into civilisation & even follows them back out of civilisation when they enter grand rokk

dis visit was indeed a short one

da tevas passed their first test

siggimus takes dem to heiðmörk for the annual treeplanting trip

didn’t let the fact that the map made had little relation to reality bother him more than one little bit & found the place eventually (to great cheers from the 5 cars following)

so, shrubbery planted, burgers & hot dogs bbq’d & siggimus took hundreds of pics of all the cute kids. even took a pic or two of da ugly ones with snot all over their face too, not wanting to exclude them

well, the varied heiðmörk terrain offered an excellent chance to experiment with the functions and effectiveness of the traction rubber outsole & its aggressive omni-directional pattern

to cut a long story short, the shoes – nay – the all-terrain footwear – outperformed in all aspects; comfort, sheer unlimited joy & last but not least traction

hallelujah

needed sunglasses, but bought li’l sis & jodaz presents & siggimus’ feet tevas

*sigh

siggimus’ feet are home 😀

“traction rubber outsole with aggressive omni-directional pattern provides improved grip across varied terrain”

siggimus just can’t argue with that!

with bjössi

not that he deserved it, having suggested last night that siggimus try potted plants as a hobby

dat man has to learn that rules that apply to him do not necessarily apply to the rest of the world

anyhoo, great weather, beautiful scenes all over

some krías tried to peck siggimus on da head when he tryed to have a gander at a sign to see if dat bird was skúfönd or straumönd, but siggimus managed to escape

(btw; it definitely was a skúfönd, siggimus was, of course right & the blind insane bugger wrong)

good questions for siggimus’ dear friend whose name will not be mentioned, lest it fool the ads by google thingy into believing he wants to mate with conservative females

still feels like crap

woke up at 8.30 😐

which is bad enough in itself

at least da headache is gone, & the shoulders & neck are a wee bit better

but siggimus still feels like droppings…

da only light at the end of da tunnel is delicatessen, on tv right now

possibly siggimus’ favourite film of all time

slowly recovering

resembles a human being more & more by the minute

woke up at 7.30. had to spend a penny

decided dat de best thing to do about the blaring headache, aching neck & shoulder & the glowing sunburnt face was crawling back into bed

legs & arms aching as well from manouvering that ski-doo

lay there until 12.30, a record for the past few years

the headache acted like it would outstay it’s welcome & de aching neck didn’t seem to be going anywhere soon either, so siggimus calls the chinese magicians he hasn’t had time to visit for weeks on account of working like kunta kinte & makes an appointment

barely stays conscious waiting for the appointment, even takes a wee nap after going through the just over 500 pics :/ taken on yesterday’s trip

björgvin the chinaman does help a bit, but siggimus nevertheless decides not to accept an invitation to dinner from jodaz & valdís, as there were more people joining later

it never rains but it pours;

siggif calls soon after siggimus gets back to his wee crib & asks if into doing something

siggimus declines for the same ugly reason

well, now for da last pivo & shrek 2

after kunta-kinte-ing for 2 weeks, siggimus is invited to the trip of a lifetime, following a big bang

(during the bang, the humongous (& excellent) poster did excellently in the background)

afterwards, the foreigners are taken on monster jeeps via þingvellir

some happy clouds

up to langjökull glacier, where everybody gets to ride a ski-doo for a bit

ouch, that ski-dooing is fun stuff!!

& everyone went practically mad, trying to almost fall off, except for the tiny foreign chick, who was perhaps overly careful

den, back up on de ice for a wee delicious, albeit late, brunch

a happy mountain & some happy-ish clouds

nothing like plucking a bottle of beer straight outta snow & sipping when you’re real hungry & thirsty

den, when everybody is filled up on shrimp & sandwich & smoked salmon & wine & beer, a round of golf is played

given the circumstances, it may not be altogether surprising that hj won; she came closest to putting it in the (just over 2m wide) hole

den on to the cottage in húsafell, where 2 chefs start working deir magic with lobster, lamb, chicken & pork on da bbq

oooolala & slurp!!

dat was some mighty fine cooking

& der’s still lotsa beer & wine left, so fun is had until it starts getting a little less light & den all drive back

& to think!

to endure all of this, siggimus had to give up a whole day of work 😀

having heard tons of praise heaped upon it, siggimus decides to go see romeo & juliet on the swings last night

takes b & her m along

for someone who has read the thing at least once & seen it a few times (yayaya, siggimus is a freak), it’s borderline cliché

& entering the theatre, siggimus began wondering if romeo on a swing was really such a good idea

well, all was blown away!!

it was incredibly great & ingenious & exhilarating & completely original & a lot of other cool things!!

siggimus’ advice of the week: go see it!!