My great-grandfather died recently. I didn't think much of it when mum told me. After all, he had been very old (he celebrated his 100th birthday last September) and I didn't really know him well.
However, Kristján MSN-ed me just now to inform me that we've inherited more than a million kroner. o_O Woah!

We're rich!

I'm just having an IM conversation with Kristjan. He told me that his hamster Nunu fell from the balcony tonight. He went out looking for her, and finally found her, completely dead. Then he spent half an hour trying to revive her. And, guess what! She woke up. Her hind legs are broken and she's very weak, but she's alive. She eats, cleans herself ( Read more... )

One of the strange things about working in an old people's home is that one day someone prounces around, taking their shoes off when they're not supposed to, the next day they spend in bed, and when you come to work the day after that you find out that they died last night.
In a sense this death didn't seem particularly real. As if the person in ( Read more... )

Kristján's hamster Nunu gave birth to two baby hamsters today. Both died. I'm not sure what to say.

Me: Fine then! Everyone who DOESN'T think I have a crush on Haukur, raise your hand ( Read more... )

I did a bunch of strange, useless things today. First I made a list of things I want to do before I die, then, since I was thinking about death anyway, I wrote my last will and testament (as a joke, of course, but if I do happen to die, I guess it would be legal) and later I made a list of cute guys and gave them sexiness points. My brain was a bit ( Read more... )