I’m a woman, close to 40 years old, living in Helsinki, Finland with my boyfriend. I went to school in Espoo, and then I moved to Jyväskylä to study information systems science. That resulted in a degree of Master’s in Economics.
I came back to Helsinki when I started looking for work. For a little while I acted as social media manager in a small mobile app business, and then I handled social media for a large international company. After that I started my own business, which is still going strong. I design and build websites, and do all sorts of consultation on online communications. I have also worked for a disability organization doing nearly everything possible.
Most of my time I spend online doing more or less useful things. I also travel, read, write, and watch too much tv. I also tend to play games on the computer.
I have been volunteering in some Finnish disability organisations (Lihastautiliitto ry, Kynnys ry) in the local and national level. I was also involved in The Student Union of the University of Jyväskyläfor a few years. My latest volunteering has been at SMA Finland ry Hengitystuki ry, Heta-liittoand Vammaisfoorumi.
If you want to know something, just ask. I won’t bite.
My sister started calling me wepsi when I was small. Probably because my toydog was called Vipsi. When I started using IRC (chatting online), I had to choose a name and I didn’t want to use my own. I couldn’t tihnk of anything else except wepsi, so thought I’ll change it later. That was 1997, and wepsi has been the best option so far.
The original wepsi-can (below) was made by a friend in 1998 The new version by me in 2012. Real world version is from 2014.
Silly stories about me
Some of my online friends have come up with weird stories about me.
Before her relocation, wepsi was a bN asset placed at the embassy in Malta. On the night of the 7th, she intercepted a cable from our common enemy Lord Chassley indicating a plot to steal the archduke’s bearer bonds.
Regrettably, she had been seduced by a waiter during her dinner that night at the chateau chapeau d’âne and so was profoundly intoxicated with lust and Absinthe by the time the car pulled up to the depository and its trunk opened to reveal a midget with a broadsword.
The midget, who was later identified as a retired jockey apparently talked into the caper after several shots of Laudanum, managed to snatch the bonds and the word on the street is that he was last seen passing the financials off to a vampire circus midget selling hot dogs on Seventh Avenue.