Baldur Bjarnason - that'd be me - is an Icelander who managed to flee the cold, hard, rock known as Iceland just as its economy was collapsing.
My past is of the usual mixture of boring and interesting, almost entirely boring to you because there's no way I'm telling anybody about the insane, stupid, stuff I did in my twenties or about my teenage nuttery.
No I'm not telling. Get over it. Make do with fiction.
- via Goodreads