James was just in a motorcycle accident. He is ok, nothing severely hurt on him, but his beautiful bike is now tore up a little. Plus, it was considered his fault, so he has a court date and his insurance will go up. He was on his motorcycle and We were driving back from class. I was farther behind him, so I did not see the accident, just him stopped behind a black Mustang with the flashers on. A friend of ours from class saw it and was there too.

James just asked me, can this week please get better? It has been a tough time for us the last few days.

While at the scene, which was near the train tracks with a train going by, I feel my phone go off. I answer it and apparently I have a job interview tomorrow at 3:15 but I did not hear who with. I heard it was for a server position, so I assumed Matt's Steakhouse, thinking it was the only place I applied for such a position. Then I remembered that it wasn't. So now I have to look up the places I applied at and hopefully match up the number so I go to the right place. I asked them to repeat themselves twice, but could never make it out due to the train going by, and didn't want to ask again since I thought I knew who it was at the time.