dr_speedy: (Kenya heroic)
dr_speedy ([personal profile] dr_speedy) wrote2013-04-20 09:10 pm

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Hi!
'S been a while since I last posted, I know. Been busy.

Aside from the usual stuff, it seems I've been chosen to be on the board of directors for Atobe's new NASCAR project. It feels...a bit weird, but I admit, that I am also ecstatic about it.

I mean...

It's NASCAR!

Next to Formula One, the best high speed race. And since I'm already every year in Suzuka/Fuji (even if I have to wrok triple shifts after that to get out of bankrupt), I don't see why I shouldn't be every year on NASCAR.

And by the way, it seems I'll be having a inmate, for a while, at least. Chitose+dog will be moving in with me. It will be...mighty interesting. I guess we'll be cramped - a little - but I'm sure it'll work out. It'll be nice to have some company for a while! (I guess this means I'll have to brush  up my cooking skills. I haven't been really cooking, since I'm living alone, but now I'm really motivated. And it's been far too long since I've eaten anything homecooked - besides my mom's cooking when I occassionally visit. Heh.)

Anyway, I'm looking forward to it!

[identity profile] atoberex.livejournal.com 2013-04-22 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
What is wrong with the skydiving, ahn?

[identity profile] speedo-star.livejournal.com 2013-04-23 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
Nevermind him. Obviously, it would be a pain to explain it to my parents, if something happened to me.

[identity profile] kansai-romantic.livejournal.com 2013-04-25 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It's difficult explaining it to them even without a mishap. You know how they worry over you.

[identity profile] speedo-star.livejournal.com 2013-04-26 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Geez, don't remind me. Thee are times I consider calling my colleagues because of accute heart attack threat. You should have seen dad when I told him how I got off track with my bike last time and crashed against the side panel. All it did to me was roughen up my skin and give me a few scratches, nothing that desinfectant and band aid couldn't fix, but dad just had to go and read me the curtain lecture for half an hour straight. Sheesh...