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Wheel of (mis)fortune!

Wednesday 7/17/13 - Ellie Von Bun

So this has been hanging on my site for some time now.


And no it doesn't bug me a bit. Nope. Na'a. Not a chance.

Holy bathole batman, hell yeah it annoys me and the worst part of it is I have no idea how to fix that. All my pride in my work is gone and I feel beaten.

Oh well, who cares. I'll fix that when the time is right.

So I moved!


Ignore the undone bed and the toilet paper roll (allergies, I swear!).

I didn't take pictures of the kitchen (that is on the right) nor bathroom (which is behind), I just don't care enough. Well it's an awesome place with that balcony thingy so woohoo! And cheap too!

If you want to know, it's Freaks and Geeks running on the TV. Of course you want to know.

In the other news I got a job. Yay me! It happened couple weeks ago, I got a phone call to come to an interview the very day and I went and by the end of the interview I was hired.

And holy smokes I adore my job. I'm doing layouts (like I designed and created this one oh so long ago!) mainly and CSS -thingies so that's what I do. And it's brilliant. It's a temporary position for now, but we'll see. I might be good enough to continue, who knows!

So all is good, eh?

Nothing bad or annoying can happen when things roll so nicely?

Well so happened that my tattoo never just got better, so I went to a doctor who knew nothing, but mentioned about psoriasis and recommended a dermatologist. Then I destroyed a whole lot of antibiotics with my body. And nothing.

So to the dermatologist I went and ho behold, psoriasis it is. Can't say for sure when, how and why it now has acted up, but most likely it was the god forbidden liver infection that triggered that thing up. I understood that quite often psoriasis need some sort of infection to lure its ugly head out and as things fit so nicely, that might be it. Some might blame the tattoo, but in my opinion it's just the sufferer. It got okay somewhat around the infection and it was until the touch-up when it never got healed. And it looks like the rash just has taken it over and won't let go.


It looks better now as I've been feeding lotions to it and now I have super strong killer lotions too. It looked bad earlier when the skin came off. That was.. bad. And as you can see, it's only few areas that act up (the other red is actual coloring work not to be mixed up). You can imagine my worries about continuing infections in the tattoo but then again, I did have these.


That's an almost healed psoriasis caused rash thingy. I think this was the first and biggest of them, I do have more of those, unhealed, smaller and counting. Just yesterday I noticed a few on my arm, sooo they are definitely creeping up from my feet to my face.

Yup, had one on my face too. Still there. Sucks monkey balls.

So my life is like a Pokémon game of diseases. Gotta catch 'em all! I wish the liver infection would already be far in my past and not give me anymore shit but nope, here we are.

And it's starting to be like something new for every year. So shall we make a bet for next year? Lactose intolerant is already tested, so I can give really good odds for that to happen. Other things could be cancer, hypothyroidism, autism, ADHD (still not diagnosed) or any other cool thing, physical or psychical, I'm on it. Oh and have to test sometime if I'm barren etc.

So that's about it, on the other hand all these cool things happen and it's all good. But then there's my health that fails me, year by year. Hell. Ass.

Oh and I'm getting a dog. She should arrive next month. ;)

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Hungry hungry food restrained elephant

Thursday 1/31/13 - Ellie Von Bun

Just for starters, I noticed something odd about my last post. You might have noticed it too. I really don't know what happened, but hell, I just had to add my face multiple times like a 13-year-old girl who adds some lame filter to her upward taken photo and if she's feeling super deep, add some meaningful lyrics to it.

But just to make things right, I'll just leave this here.


I have a bone to pick with Canada.

One of my top reasons why I choose to go to Canada was the language barrier. I didn't want any. Because I have celiacs, I need to check every freaking product for traces of gluten. Which sucks altogether but think about me checking some Korean product for it's ingrediments. Yeah, good luck with that, I'm so good in Korean you know.

So English speaking country it is! I was confident and merry about my choice and arrived ready and feeling normal about my diet to be.

It's been three weeks and oh boy I want to eat.

No, let me refrase that, I want to eat food happily without the dark cloud on top if me that reminds me of not knowing if the food has gluten or not.


Guess what? Canada has the same feeling towards deep fried stuff and unhealthy white, doughy products as US.

They even deep fry some of their sushi. What the fuck is up with that? Who in their right minds wants to deep fry sushi?

And even if it's not deep fried, it has wheat protein or some else little fuckers that makes me think that they are doing it just of spite.

I believe every freaking place have their very own flourshaker. They make the food normally, realize it actually is gluten-free, so they add a hint of that beautiful snowywhite ingrediment of their cute little shakers.

Right now, my poor stomach is saying "HAHA, No.", I feel stuffed and huge and ill and I just want to sleep and cradle my food baby. And maybe throw up once in a while. Morning sickness is normal even with a food baby.

And I am sure I am eating gluten so often that all other side effects are showing their ugly heads.

I'm just so tired, sleepy and exhausted (different things!) that I'm not up for anything. I remind me of my old superhero alter ego Cocoon-girl. My super power is being able to create a cocoon out of anything, everywhere and disappearing in the darkest corner making horrible sound effects ("I'm so broken, squeeee!").

And also, I'm so god damn hungry.


There are still few nice things in the food area.

It's easy to pick up a fresh fruit platter from a near store, and there are few pizza and pasta places that have gluten-free stuff. McDonalds can go to hell here as I haven't yet found a place that had the gluten-free buns they have in Finland.

I think I need a bit more time and go to the right stores.

Finland, you beautiful old bastard, you know your gluten-free stuffs. I'm sorry for ever doubting you.

I'll end this with a picture that I dedicate to my sister. Shh, it's okay, you can be jealous.


Okay, now that 3 weeks has past of my last post I have to say few things other than whining about food.

I've been extremely lazy and gone to very close my "No." phase which is bad. Then when I almost got out of it I got sick instead and have been avoiding world some time. I need my time goddamit!

Weird thing about local medicine. I've been living few days with cough syrup as my throat has never been this sore in my entire life. The medicine is a tad stronger than back home so I've been kinda out of this world. Medicine, sleep, Harry Potter, sleep, medicine and so on.

I'm in The Order of Phoenix by the way.

It's so freakishly cold I already got a frostbite on my nose but didn't take a picture of it because I was in pain.

Did I already mention I'm out of this world?

Tomorrow I'll be back in school and I'll be damned if I keep leaving my camera behind anywhere I go. Sigh.

Just. I just. I'm wordless. I'll be back when I'm healthy and have found my reason to come out of "No."s. Cheers!

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