Food and Deserts

(Posted August 2011)

Just to revisit the entire reason and purpose of this blog. To aid me in my job search. This blog came into existence in part due to a frustrating, unending job search that has brought me to Finland. In my mind I feel I am qualified. I mean, if I could handle the technical challenge of designing, implementing and testing a campus wide wireless network in under than two weeks on a shoe-string budget while physically deploying 400 workstations, you’d think I’d be up for any challenge. Mind you, at minimum wage, while attending university courses full-time. So hey, if you happen to be a Finnish company in Helsinki check out my resume/CV. I am sure every one of my previous employers would put in a good word for me; I can provide references and contact information. Most importantly I can legally work here, no nasty waiting or paperwork in that respect. I’ll be here for at least the next few years; your employee won’t be running away anytime soon.

ei manoksia

After getting hung up on twice I rode my bike down to the health center, waited in line, and was told to come back at 8:00 make an appointment. I had had a pretty nasty fall off my bike, but never really felt like bothering with it after that point. Now the pain has subsided for the most part, and the scrapes are healing up well enough.


A tip for anyone living in Finland: Receive junk mail. Most doors you see have “Ei mainoksia, kiitos!” taped to them, which translates to something like, “no advertisements, thank you!” If your door has this taped to it, get rid of it. Apart from the many practical uses free paper has, this is your best way to learn about deals and promotions from super-markets. That, and you will keep people employed. Those who deliver junk mail are paid by advertisement delivered. The more people accept junk mail, the faster deliveries can be made. It’s a crummy job, but for many it pays the bills.

On another note, I’ve needed a couple pillows for quite a while, and learning that IKEA was having a sale on pillows (1 for 1 euro) I jumped on my bike and took the hour long ride into Vantaa. Having never seen an IKEA in my life, I found the store to be a giant convoluted mess. I have no desire to visit again. A maze-like design forces you to pass through every single inch of the store before you can leave. The store itself is enormous. Five minutes to closing I successfully got my one euro pillows, strapped them to my bike and left.

mil hojas

Being a student on a tight budget I cook a lot, so just pictures of a couple deserts. Simple quick stuff.

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