CRAZY WEEKEND!

Sup,
So this last week was friggin' nuts.
Friday i was still sick so i just stayed home for once and watched Weeds (which i must say is the most amazing show ever). Never would say its better than Sex and the City because they are so completely different but i would for sure hint at it.
Saturday i had to wake up kind of early to take the bus to selfoss cuz they guy i worked for with my cousin at that horse resort near the begining of my stay asked us to come back and she said yes and I thought what the hell...last time it was easy and only like 5 hours of fun work. Of course i get off at the wrong stop and have to wonder around selfoss to find my cousins house which sounds worse than it is because slefoss, while one of the biggest towns in the contry is maybe a little bit bigger than Penhold. After about an hour, i dont know how but i found myself alone with my cousin's oldest daughter(4ish) who is probably the devil , and two twin boys from across the hall about the same age and also the spawn of satan. For the most part I've found that icelandic children are a huge pain in the ass...i know it sounds awful but sometimes i think there is something wrong with most of them. One exception being my cousins youngest...she is sooooo friggin sweet and looks kinda like a fat albino chinese baby. She's the one in the pic that shows what happens when icelandic fathers try to dress their children. The twins kept saying they were hungry in icelandic. Luckly i knew how to say "then go home" in icelandic. Later we went to the restaurant and of course they were expecting 300 people, more than 3 times what they have ever served. And I got stuck bartending as best i can in icelandic for 9 hours. Now ...every country can think itself crazy drinkers, but in iceland it is unlike anything i have ever seen. Not just young dumb people on an occasional binge drinking night but all ages drinking the equivalent to that but probably cant be called a binge cuz they do it every weekend...sometimes twice a weekend. I had one woman get so drunk she ran down her friend on they way back from the bathroom and pushed over a full tray and cut her head. An hour later the same woman set her hair on fire from a candle. And then a couple more hours later she got into a fight with her friend and broke a glass center peice over her head....blood everywhere. Apparently she got out of rehab last week. nuff said. I had another two girls keep talking to me but i couldnt understand them. I just keep nodding and smiling like an idiot untill my cousin told me they were telling me to take off my clothes. funny but strangely flattering. And right after that this sweet-looking middleaged mother type started screaming at me for being a fucking foreighner and taking icelander's jobs. then she fell. it was good times. But it was actually fun in a strange way and i made about 30$ can. an hour for nine hours.
The next day i was back in Reykjavik and i went out for supper at this beautiful place called the Apotek. And i sampled my first taste of baby horse meat....and im still grappling with the moral implications. And after was of course the Sigur Ros concert. ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. I had hugely high expectations and it was still so much more than i was ready for. One of those moments where you cant believe what human beings are capable of.
After that was kinda sad though. Quickly realizing how hard it is gonna be to leave certain people here. Hate even thinking about it.
But other than that im excited to come home. Not much time left though and it makes me kinda emotional.
And the birthday is coming up. 23 seems like a scary number.