As some of you might know, when I'm not drawing 365IP or writing love poems dedicated to some humanist typeface, I work as a journalist at our local newspaper. Not that I earn a lot of money with that, I'm only payed for the articles, which – given that I'm workin in a 6-person crew for a newspaper of a town where nothing ever happens – are not so many. But even when I got some job, I tend to be a procrastinator with that too. So when I finally get to write the article in question, it usually looks like that:

Hungarian translation:
Be. Kell. Fejeznem. Cikket.

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