Áróra Sigrún was born on September 4th after 26 weeks and five days pregnancy. She was - and is - a tiny thing. Only 715 grams at birth. But she's plucky and stable and I'm hoping for the best.
No updates for three months. Some stuff has happened.
My play opened. It was awsesome. My play closed. I was fast (but couldn't be helped). I moved. 12th issue of Spássían came out (here - see
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Good news friends. I don't have to move in with my dad - potentially ruining our relationship because we're both so dead set in our ways - since I just bought a new apartment today.
Here it is. The ad is still running although it'll probably be taken down soon. Aaaaaand it's gone. It's not furnished - houses in Iceland never are. I have to get a
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Yikes. Now I need to find a new place to live. Unless I shack up with my dad for a while. He's offered and I think he'd love to have me but I also think he's pretty set in his ways and we might end up driving each other crazy.
Eh - I have three months to make that decision. A lot can happen in three months.