Showdown in the Park

Glasgow is truly a dangerous place. Today I was almost run over by a squirrel. I was walking through the Botanic Gardens on my way to Uni this morning, when I noticed a tiny squirrel running across the pathway in front of me. At first he ran into the direction of a guy that was walking just ahead of me, and he only stopped like barely two feet in front of the guy. The guy was startled and stopped for a second and then headed on but looked back where the squirrel was still standing watching after him with a strange look I can only guess. Then, I was next, I just kept on going, thinking that the squirrel would run away when I approached him, they usually do that. But nooooo, he ran straight at me. And then he stopped, just like with the guy only like few feet between us and he looked up at me with his teeth bared in a real mean kind of way. I was very thankful that he stopped and didn't run up my skirt, that would not have been funny for anyone other than those watching me. But it was scary, but I just looked down at the little pip-squeak and kept eye-contact with him until I had safely passed him. Showdown in the park at mid-morning. High drama and I escaped with my life intact. Brave girl! Went to school and had a nice day, and am not emotionally scarred by this experience.

Kaffihúsaspekingur .... vissi það alltaf!

Kaffihúsaspekingströll

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Kaffihúsaspekingar eyða minni tíma á kaffihúsum en viðurnefni þeirra gefur til kynna. Þeir drekka ekki einu sinni allir kaffi. Þeir eru ekki einu sinni allir spakir. Af hverju kallast þeir þá kaffihúsaspekingar? Svarið er einfalt. Speki þeirra minnir oft á kaffi latte. Hún er froðukennd. Kaffihúsaspekingurinn nýtur sín best í góðra vina hópi og stundum segir hann eitthvað gáfulegt - þótt það sé ekki nema bara út af því að hann talar svo mikið.


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Brrrrr .... cold

When has this happened. I had closed my window, but still allowed a small bit of air to get through, big mistake. I didn't understand why I was still so cold, even though I put my radiator up, when I finally gave up and closed the window completely. I nearly couldn't, because the handles on the window were soo cold I almost didn't want to come near them. Nearly froze! Then I checked my website, where the Glasgow weather is shown and saw that while it was nice and cosy back home in ICELAND with 6°c it was -7°c here in Glasgow. eeeeeks. No wonder I was cold and that is not something you should feel while in your room.
When I went out today, very late, as you might guess from me blogg earlier today, I didn't plan on staying long, basically I just had to buy something for my dinner and some milk, I was just short of two hours in the City Central and then I decided to start home, I went to the taxi line at Central Station because I saw there were no taxis to find at Argyll street. When I came to Central Station there was already a very nice long line there, I waited for about half hour and while there I counted the taxis from when I arrived until I left. I took taxi number 31. It was cold to wait and it took my toes at least an hour to realize they were still alive.

Winter in Scotland

When I woke up yesterday there was frost everywhere, not snow or anything but just very cold. Well, it was more like freezing and it didn't change at all, and it was freezing cold all day yesterday. Not nice when you come out from the cinema at 3am in the morning, on top of that having to wait for a taxi in the bleeding frost. We didn't make it home until nearly 4am and poor Árdís had to got to Uni at 12pm today. But what I noticed yesterday at the Halls, was that they had started spreading salt all over the place. And it was not slippery ice or anything about, just frost, that went away as soon as the sun hit the spot, but they are soooo scared to death of being sued by someone if they possibly might do themselves a bit of harm they put salt all over the place. Amazing, and this means that today when I go out, at all the places the sun shone yesterday are going to have cooked salt which is really not nice to walk in, yeuk. Get a grip Scotland, frost is not going to kill anyone, wait until it gets really slippery and then do something, this is just a waste.
We went to the Debenhams sale yesterday as well, and I did some killer bargain bying, which I am very proud of, there was like 10%, 20% or 25% of evertyhing in the store, it just depended on what you were buying how lucky you were, and I got very lucky.
And considering I just woke up, I might just head into the city center today as well, since I really do not think I will do anything productive today. Will go up to Uni Library tomorrow to get books for my next essay.
I got a packet delivered today from Ireland, from Cathach books. Had a really hard time to find them on the internet, ended up sending a letter to Ireland, with the address my mom got me from a guy back home in Iceland. The guy from the bookshop contacted me through e-mail shortly after and I now am the proud owner of the book "Camchuairt ar Éirinn" or "Impressions of Ireland" or "Ferðaþættir frá Írlandi", a book containing all three languages, by Einar Ólafur Sveinsson from 1947. I really like it and it seems very interesting.

Harry Potter crazy

I'm going to see Harry Potter tonight. Yep, not this evening but tonight, well actually tomorrow even. It starts 00:05 am the 18th of November. On top of that, I am going into the city center in a short time, because there is a new Christmas market at the St. Enoch's square (a German one, much more fun than the French one, that was last weekend). Also, Debenhams is having a Christmas Sale, with special offers and fun stuff all around, open till midnight tonight, and I am very tempted to take a peek.
Anyway I am bound to end up spending a good deal of money, well actually, I hope I will so that I can finish the Christmas shopping early. I need to find out a way how I am going to get all the prezzies home save and sound.
It's going to be interesting!

I once was lost but now I'm found

I was without internet connection for nearly 24 hours and it was driving me insane, and not only me, because Árdís, Dinesh and Stephanie were all suffering as well. I broke down today and had to flee the house. Went to the cinema to drown my sorrows, instead I was nearly suffocated. I went to this really sci-fi nerdy movie, Serenity, (talk about it later) and had gotten quite comfortable in my seat when this girl comes and drags her freaky-looking boyfriend into the row beside me and he sits down beside me. After two minutes, he burps, so that I had to lean well away from him so I wouldn't get to know more about his breakfast. Just before the movie starts another burp, quite educating. And I am most sure that when approximately twenty or so minutes were left of the movie he farted. Because the air basically heated considerably up at that time with quite a malodious results. Disgusting!!!
The movie, aftur á móti, was incredibly fun. It is sort of based on the tv series Firefly (created by Josh Whedon, who created Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel). I just recently bought the Firefly episodes and loved it. I loved it so much I had to go see the movie and I do not regret it, mostly I regret and mourn the fact that they discontinued with the series. They were really good. Took a while to get into but as soon as you figured out what was happening it really made it obvious what a diamond in the rough the series are.

Eftir einn ei aki neinn

I had my presentation today, oh boy, I was scared. Not so much at first, but as more people came in through the door it got worse and worse. I managed to stammer through my presentation, my vocabulary completely diserted me and I was babbling most of the time through the ten - fifteen minutes I sat sweating there. I managed to finish but I was shaking all the way through. Afterwards I jokingly remarked to my friend that I we should head over to the bar, but we went to the Food factory and got something to eat before heading over to Old Irish. I would like to say we went straight there, but we actually stopped on the 1st floor at Jim's Bar and Claire had Malibu and Coke and I had Vodka with lemonade. Now, this was 11:30 am, that's right, before noon, we are soooo bad. But we made it to Old Irish on good time though and when the class started we were completely sober. We were starting with verbs. My personal oppinion is that verbs are put into languages as a deterrant for other people to learn them. But one good thing came from this, got back one of my assest assignment for Old Irish and I got a B+ for putting my 18 nouns into their 5 cases. Brilliant.
But still the day was not over, I still felt I needed something so I went and did a little retail therapy and feel much better now. Got the DVD series Firefly (by the same one that made Buffy and Angel) at half price, so I was pleased. Haven't been able to finish one episode though, I'm such a busy girl you know.