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You might wonder 'she's locked up with a child why isn't she screaming?' But she's Leila whom I promised not to be afraid of her and so far I'm doing well…

Introducing... C. H. I. P. S.!

That is...

Celebrating Heaven-sent Items Poorly Systemized

OK, I need to explain this weird abbreviation. To put it simlpe on fridays – to finish the week with positive thoughts – I'll post about good things in life, the things that makes it worth to put up with all the shit life throws at you. And what would be a better abbreviation!

Don't expect it to be a list in a precise order of importance though. I'll draw them as I wish. I'm planning on doing these a more realistic way than usual, because I'm starting to forget drawing like that.

(first drawing after the break)

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So basically this is what our days look like. I'm glad it can't be seen on the outcome.

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All right, all right, it is a bit artistically exaggerated, she doesn't really look like this. But she feels like this!

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I mean... have you checked how many tags it has? Besides typography freakness and spinsterhood I'm pretty sure I post mostly about children phobia. Now if you were me, would you ruin that wonderfully built brand? I don't think so.

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Me and dear Csilla looked very-very similar indeed at that moment. Now if I want to look like my colleague I have to loose 20 kgs, get a curly wig (making my own hair look like Márta's would be harder than the former), and kidnap two constantly fighting 10-year-olds to be around me. Easy as a pie.

FFMSb Deleted Scenes

And since we are here, let's just clean out the whole ‘school’ shelf, shall we? I give thee

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FFMSb Deleted Scenes #6,
6th part of the ‘relatively calmly’ series:

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We said goodbie for a short period to Csilla.

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So a few days ago I introduced you to my colleague Csilla. You might have noticed in that picture that she is about to have my most feared thing: 

a child!

But this time somehow I feel almost comfortable with the thought, I think I'll manage quite well. 

Qucik sketch at work

Now anyone who have seen my blog once or twice know that my posts about my job look something like that:

... or that:

... or at least, on the very best days like that:

 

According to these one might think that my workplace is a true tourture-chamber (which it is), but actually not every day looks like that. Thursdays are mostly calm and peaceful days, with not too much to do – except for my colleague, Csilla, who – in addition to doing her job as a journalist – has to do all the paperwork and financial organizing. But unlike me, she does it with kindness and a smile. Something like that:

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