Yesterday I bet money on a horse for the first time in my life. And Rare Inca Bug, my horse, won! Yes, I went to the race tracks and I loved it. So trashy. So me. Haha. And tonight... Bingo!

New pics on flickr.

On the cover of a magazine... or a book rather (which is obviously better!)

I just got a message from my good friend Ulla in Denmark. She wrote a guide book on Copenhagen and it's being published in April. Guess who will be on the cover? Me, me, me!! Haha.

I just got a CD in the mail. It's freaking amazing. Check Bon Iver out.

Þið heima. Skrifið mér bréf. Hilma, Marta og Erla. Þið standið ykkur vel. Ingi Þór, þú líka! Elska ykkur og langar til að heyra í ykkur. Ég man líka þá gömlu góðu daga þegar Gugga, Brynja, Thelma, Særún og Alda voru ógissla duglegar að kommenta. Og Hannes, Hlynur og Þórir og fleiri meistarar. Pabbi líka. Og Ingi Þór og mamma! Jæja, það er soldið skemmtilegt að blibba á íslensku, jafnvel þó ég sé að skamma ykkur. En ég elska ykkur líka. Elska að skamma ykkur.

Hafið það best, elskur.

The last week in the life of yours truly has been quite eventful. I no longer work for SXSW. It wasn't really working out for me and I didn't see how I was going to graduate from the Kaospilots with the project I was doing for SXSW. So I took matters into my own hands, quit and have now started a new project. A project based on my own idea, which I am very excited about. I won't leave Austin. E-mail me if you want the details. I'll just let you know that I'm muy muy happy. The happiest I've been since I came here. So happy that I gave my porch a make-over today. It is now THE porch! Fairy lights, candles shaped as palm trees, kitten statues and what not. Cory and I went wild and are ready to start our own company. I think we might call it "Ghetto is the new rich" because that's the style of our porch right now. I'll post pictures some other day. Oh yes, there are new pictures on flickr. From a night at Beerland with my FRIEND-O Tierney, my roommates and other friends. That night I got five tattoos, a true Austin girl.

xK

Ethiopian food and hairy men, with a sprinkle of ATM

I had Ethiopian food for the first time yesterday. It was bad. Horrible actually. I think I've figured out why there was a famine in Ethiopia in the 80's...

Here's a picture I found of Ethiopian food (fuck, can't post it. You can see it here. The brown substance the food is on is called bread...yes, more like old brown carpet from a house that has been abandoned for years and has now turned into a crackhouse. That's how much I disliked it.

I went to yoga for the second time yesterday. Since I bought my gym membership I've gone to the gym twice... will somebody kick my ass puhlease. Peter Liljeros would be a good candidate for that, me thinks. He sent me a song the other day, the salad song. He's afraid I'll become a fat Texan.

Tonight I will go see men (maybe even some women, who knows?) compete in who has the best beard and moustache. I plan on drinking lots of beer.

Did you know that in Texas you can find drive through ATMs?

"That little slut. I'd like to bang the shit out of her." I overheard a short and rather unattractive dude say this to his equally unattractive friend about a woman at a Band of Horses concert this weekend. I think I'm in love.

Austin is treating me well. It's warm. The people are friendly and they say y'all a lot, which I love. SXSW is good and my project is slowly taking form. I don't know what to write. Blah blah blah.

My flickr account is not in a coma anymore. You can see new pictures from the last year of my life as Kamilla. Enjoy y'all!