3.6.05

Pictures - hey it's a start!

The post will come soon, but until then... enjoy!



Now aint that delicious lookin'?



Yep, I know it's been a while but I still kinda look the same.



Yes, summer finally decided to come to Iceland!



And here's how I looked two nights ago, after drinking about 3 liters of coffee!

1.4.05

Tired of my tests already?

I really wanted to find out which chemical element I am... And I am:
Ag... Silver
You scored 35 Mass, 44 Electronegativity, 85 Metal, and 10 Radioactivity!

Congratulations, you are one of the only things that can kill
werewolves. In addition to that, you are socially-minded, constructive,
and pretty hard to corrode. You, like iron, are a cornerstone of any
collaborative effort. You tend to be a bit set in your ways, but you're
also pretty good about sticking up for yourself. All this is well and
good, but most people just like you because you're shiny.



My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 41% on Mass
You scored higher than 83% on Electroneg
You scored higher than 98% on Metal
You scored higher than 41% on Radioactivity
Link: The Which Chemical Element Am I Test written by effataigus on Ok Cupid


There you have it!

29.3.05

The Ultimate Calorie Counter

Everybody knows that sex provides very good exercise, but up until recently nobody had done any scientific research on just how many calories we burn under those circumstances. Now we have the results of the thorough research and they are as follows:

Taking off her clothes:
With her consent: 12 calories
Without her consent: 187 calories

Unhooking her bra:
With both hands: 8 calories
With one hand: 12 calories
With your teeth: 85 calories

Putting on a condom:
On an erect penis: 6 calories
On a non-erect penis: 315 calories

Foreplay:
Trying to locate the clitoris: 8 calories
Trying to locate the G-spot: 92 calories

Positions:
Missionary: 12 calories
69 lying down: 78 calories
69 standing: 112 calories
"The wheelbarrow": 216 calories
"Doggy style": 326 calories
Hanging from an Italian chandelier 912 calories

Orgasm:
Real: 112 calories
Fake: 315 calories

Post-orgasm:
Lying in bed hugging: 18 calories
Getting right back up: 36 calories
Explaining why you got right back up: 816 calories

Getting another erection shortly after sex:
20-29 years old: 36 calories
30-39 years old: 80 calories
40-49 years old: 124 calories
50-59 years old: 972 calories
60-69 years old: 2716 calories
70+ years old: No results available

Getting dressed after sex:
Slowly: 32 calories
Fast: 98 calories
With her father banging down the door: 1218 calories
With your wife banging down the door: 9659 calories

26.3.05

How will I die?




You scored as Natural Causes. Your death will be by natural causes, though not by any diseaese, because that is another option on this test. You will probably just silently pass away in the night from old age, and people you love won't realize until the next morning, when you are all purple and cold and icky.

Natural Causes


73%

Suicide


53%

Eaten


47%

Gunshot


47%

Bomb


40%

Posion


40%

Disease


33%

Cut Throat


27%

Disappear


20%

Accident


20%

Stabbed


13%

Drowning


13%

Suffocated


7%

How Will You Die??

24.3.05

Beerinduced sentimentality


Posted by Hello
I am so lucky to have such a perfect child, such a pretty (and nice and funny) younger sister, a wonderful pair of parents, some 4 other siblings who would most likely walk in front of traffic for me, and a six-pack of Viking Lite! Thanks to the world for matching me up with them!

(And no, I'm not undergoing cancer treatment)

Yes, I admit, I did have a couple of beers tonight - but it doesn't change the fact that I'm a very lucky (and at the moment happy) person! :D My sister came here today, so now I can have conversations with someone a bit closer to myself in age and character (not that my parents are bad conversationalistst or anything...), so I'm a little bit less lonely now than I was yesterday. I still haven't managed to get her hooked on Catan, but I'm sure I'll crack her soon enough! Muhahahahaha....

*Li|iana fades off to bed, not a moment too soon*

22.3.05

Only after the last tree has been cut down
Only after the last river has been poisoned
Only after the last fish has been cought
Only then will you find
that money cannot be eaten.

~Cree Indian Prophecy~

Old and rusted

Ok, so it's been a while since my last post. I'm going to blame that on the fact that I'm now back home. I say home (and not home) because I'm at my parents' place on the west coast of Iceland, in a tiny little place called Búðardalur. There are only about 300 people that live here, so it's a very nice little town. Well - I think it is. But then again, I grew up here and have special feelings for the place, so I'm perhaps not the best person to judge on it's niceness. I'm pretty sure that if anybody not native to this place were to pass judgement on it, (s)he would probably find it extremely boring. But there's just something about the way everything is so quiet here, and how you can actually sit outside for hours on end without ever seeing another person that is so great. At least it's a good change from the city life.
My parents have been enjoying my visit, I think they haven't quite gotten used to the "being alone"-thing. They have been raising children for over 40 years and just recently my youngest sister moved away from home, so having the place to themselves is a pretty new experience to them. I've been pampered with cakes and wonderful food (seriously beginning to think I'll be weighing twice as much as I did when I got here when I leave), letting me sleep in every day, doing my laundry and basically allowing me to sit on my behind all day, reading books and taking it easy. I actually don't know how good for me this is...

Anyway, I'm enjoying it while it lasts. Besides, isn't it kind of your parents' job to spoil you a bit when you've grown up and they don't get the chance to do it that much any more? I would think so. Now I'm just waiting to see if they've gotten me an easter egg! You see, the tradition here is to eat chocolate eggs at Easter, and naturally, the parents are the ones responsible for getting their children's blood sugar level to rise during this holiday. Well to be honest, the parents usually stop buying eggs for their kids when they start living on their own, and since I've been doing that since I was 15 I guess I can't really expect them to go buying me an egg... But I can still hope, can't I? I'm not asking for the biggest egg or anything! Just a little one!

So anyway, I went out for a walk today, the weather was so nice. The temperature was around 15°C, which is A LOT for this time of year. I enjoyed walking around my little town and taking pictures of cool things I saw along the way. One of the pictures was the one you see at the beginning of this post, it's my father's 1964 Chevrolet Impala. It has pretty much rusted through now, but it still has a very, very sentimental value to me. It has been parked in front of my house since before I can remember, and kind of just become a part of the view from the living room window. When I was little, I decided that when I grew up, I'd find myself a nice man who owned an auto-shop, he would fix the car and then we would use it when we got married. No silly bullsh*t about a prince on a white horse or anything, no!
The only qualification he should have was to be able to fix old cars! I can inform you that this dream of mine has changed somewhat - I no longer base my choice of men on their ability to fix cars, I even think I'm starting to lean more towards the "prince"-thing... In any case, I do think that my dream of riding in that car on my way to the church when I get married is slowly becoming a nightmare! The poor old thing will probably fall to pieces any day now, much to the despair of the multible mouse families that currently inhabit it. A cool picture of some rust can be seen here.

Anyway, it's getting late for me now, I guess I've talked about nothing for long enough now. So I'll just say good night, and thanks for (maybe) reading this.

*Li|iana over and out*

15.3.05

Bride from hell!


I sure wouldn't want to be the poor fellow saying "I do" to that mean ass lookin' psycho!
Posted by Hello

12.3.05

Tonight's orders

Dear children, be nice now tonight, I'm not gonna be in to watch over you, I'll be out dancing! So don't be doing anything stupid.

I am so sexy!

Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?



NICE!

Haha


The reason why cyclists wear black pants...
(click to enlarge - if you want to)

...and the reason why they don't

9.3.05

Oh dang...

Eric, my friend in Canada (the one I told you about before) wasn't quite happy enough about my apparent obsession with poutine. I tried to tell him that was just my twisted sense of humour at work, but that didn't really do much to cheer him up! ;) So I promised him that today I'd try and find something more interesting to say about his country... The only problem is that up until last November, my knowledge about Canada was so minimal, and I'm actually just beginning to learn something about it now - something I'm actually hoping my planned trip this summer will help.

But here are a few things I've come to know so far:

*It is the second largest country in the world (by surface area). Only Russia is bigger. Too bad I won't be able to see all of it this summer...
*The Canadian national anthem is called "Oh Canada" (extremely inventive, don't you think?). It's actually a very pretty song - and unlike the Icelandic anthem, it is in fact singable. They also share the British royal anthem (God save the Queen), of course, since Queen Elizabeth II is their formal head of state.
*Canadians are strangely fond of beavers... (the rodent!)
*Not all Canadians are lumberjacks or fur traders. Hehehe...
*Most of the Canadian population is English-speaking, but in some places, like in Quebec and New Brunswick, they like to speak French (very cool).
*Canadians seem to be a pretty peaceful bunch of people, at least it doesn't look like their favourite hobby is to go out and shoot some folks or engage in wars.
*Canada has one of the world's highest living standards, and the women there can expect to reach the age of 84 years, while the men die considerably younger, at 76. (Hmmm... the life expectancy of an Icelandic woman is 82 years and of an Icelandic man 78 years. So perhaps, since I'm an Icelandic woman, I should consider moving to Canada if i want to live longer?)
*They make delicious maple syrup. :D
...
I'm tired and sick now, can't think of anything more... but before I leave, I'd just like to take this opportunity to remind Eric that if he's not satisfied with my posts he *can* post comments! ;)
I found this test on Quicky's blog, it was an interesting one, especially since it told me that I'll live until I'm 92,6 years old, which I find pretty positive. I just hope I'll stay happy until then!

8.3.05

Blogblock

I guess I've been suffering from a blogblock lately, haven't really had anything interesting to say... but I got so tired of coming into my blog and constantly seeing the same post all the time, so I decided to suck it up and try to say something now.

So... I thought I'd tell you about the trip I'm planning this summer! Yep, The-Lil is going international! It'll be a trans-Atlantic trip, since I'll be visiting a sweet friend of mine (who I met in my new home) in Quebec, Canada. And seeing as how I live in this crap of an island where one airline has monopoly of the whole market, I'll probably have to take a few trips to the nearest street corner to pay for the fun...
Thing is, the ticket will cost me 1.541 USD (or 1.165 EUR, 804 GBP, 93.500 ISK, 1.898 CAD, 8.675 DKK, 9.583 NOK, 10.537 SEK, 1.805 CHF or 161.736 JPY - which ever currency you like thinking in), and for a regular Jane like myself that's a considerable amount of money... Anyway, I'm guessing I'll manage it somehow, so I've actually started looking forward to it :D I'll be going there on the 25th of June and returning back home to boring ol' Iceland on the 9th of July if things go according to plan.
So I'll have full two weeks of fun over there! The plan is to do all kinds of silly things, like eat something called "poutine", which has been described as a "heart-attack in a bowl"... Don't really know how that's gonna turn out, I've seen pictures of that stuff and it really only looks like something that somebody already ate and then got out of his system, rather than something that's ready to be eaten! But anyway, I think it'll be an interesting experience :D If you want to know more about that stuff you can read up on it here, here and here. ;)
Other than that, we really haven't planned much. There's a Jazz festival there that I'm really looking forward to checking out, some fireworks show or something like that and of course July 1st (Canada day). I have no doubts my friend will come up with plenty of fun stuff for us to do while I'm there. And who knows, perhaps I'll even learn a little French...?!

28.2.05

If you need to kill some time...

...this is a great way to do it. Thanks Vagabond, I've had a lot of fun with it!

19.2.05

Hehe...

oops...

18.2.05

The dangers of the flu

Yesterday I found out the most hazardous part of being sick.
Obviously, you're in great danger of becoming a pill-popping junkie or an alcoholic!
This flu of mine has been marked with horrible headache, ridiculously painful coughing spells and a high fever, so to try to keep the suffering to a minimum I've been taking some painkillers which in Icelandic are called Ibukod (a mixture of ibuprofen for the headache and codeine for pain killing and to suppress coughing), as well as another type called Panodil (it's basically just paracetamol - same thing as acetylsalicylic acid (aspirin) - for kicking the fever down). Well, I guess the Panodil ones are OK, but the Ibukod is dangerous stuff! The Codeine in them is derived from morphine or opium and is highly addictive - so after a week of popping those I felt that my headache was caused more from withdrawal symptoms than from the flu...
So I decided to just take the pain and stop popping the pills. But I still had to keep the coughing to a minimum, though, because in one of the coughing spells I had managed to rupture a little vein and was therefore coughing up blood - and I don't really like the taste of blood (if my ex told you any different, he's lying!!), so I kind of wanted to not cough any more to let that heal.

So I got out my bottle of cough syrup - but didn't really limit the use of it to the 10 ml 5 times a day as suggested... *whistles*
I guess you can say I REALLY wanted to get rid of the coughing, so I drank about 3/4 of the 150 ml bottle before noon yesterday. I *do* realize that was probably not a very wise decision, but in my defence: THIS COUGHING HURTS!!!
Well the result of that binging was that I suddenly felt the urge to lie down on the floor and going to sleep. I looked at my cats playing on the floor and they were actually jumping around in slow motion, I had a buzzing in my ears and a not-so-great feeling in my tummy... Well I pretty much felt like I did at 7:43 last January 1st, when I was getting home from that newyears party...
Anyway, I managed to crawl to bed and pass out there for five hours! And I woke up with a much heavier head than before, BUT no coughing!

All I can say is that I hope this will be over soon, I don't want this flu to cause me to have to check in at a rehab facitily...

17.2.05

Need a topic

I have no idea what to talk about today - I'm just extremely bored and wanted to find something to kill time with. I feel too sick to be walking around doing some cleaning (which is definitely needed, though...) so whatever I do I think I'll be doing right here, sitting on the sofa. I'm hoping the flu will release its hold on me soon, so I can start looking around me and not seeing piles of unfolded laundry and dust-bunnies running around on the floor.
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I think I'm allergic to Chinese food. I can not eat anything from Chinese restaurants without getting horribly nauseous and basically just spending a couple of hours lying on the couch with stomach pains. The weird thing is that I can't think of what exactly it is that triggers this state of not-so-well-being, but I really would like to know. I think being like this really stinks, because I have a hard time thinking of food I like more than Chinese. *cries*
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15.2.05

Shower or time-machine?



I was just wondering - what exactly IS that thing??

They say it's a shower, but I'm not completely convinced. It looks more like a home-entertainment/massage parlour/phonebooth - kind of thingy...

At least I know that I want one! And as soon as money comes flying out of my ass I'll get one and probably just move into it and never, ever come out again!