Like Burning Man, Except For REAL!

Sabrina! This happened right near your house the other night. Was it the blue one or what?! Come on! Let me knowwww!

Police coax suicidal man from Junction City home

JUNCTION CITY - About 500 homes received automated calls telling them to stay inside late Sunday afternoon as police dealt with a suicidal man who claimed to have a shotgun and a high-powered rifle.

The man, at a residence on the 800 block of Maple Street, called police and made progressively threatening comments. The man at one point said he had poured gasoline on himself and was preparing to set himself on fire, police said.

Eugene's SWAT team and a negotiator were called in to assist, and talked to the suicidal man for more than three hours, Junction City police said. At one point, tear gas was deployed into the home, and a while later the man was persuaded to come out of the home without hurting himself.

Police later found a shotgun and a full gas can inside the house. The man was taken to Sacred Heart Medical Center for evaluation.

Residents within a quarter-mile of the incident received the emergency automated call advising them to stay inside and to discourage any visitors. A subsequent call alerted residents that they were free to come and go from their homes.

Well, Why Not?

Earlier this evening, I found myself insanely bored with sitting at home. My solution? Figure out a Laura Veirs song! Anyways, for anyone who knows me, you're probably pretty aware that I don't sing in front of people so this is insanely gutsy for me to post but whaaaaaat the hell ever.

It Is Happening!

I would just like to point out how weird it is that my brother is in middle school now. Eight and a half years ago, I remember the anxiety of switching schools while looking for a new house to live in with my parents and the general chaos of it all. Sam was just learning how to walk properly and within the blink of an eye, he's now having conversations with teachers that once had conversations with me.

What the hell?

Conforming In The Weirdest Way Possible

I must say that I feel somewhat obligated to write about everything that's been bugging me lately based solely on the fact that that's what my friends are doing! I'm not overly concerned about starting classes in a couple weeks and thankfully, I don't have to worry about moving into dorms, but even then, I'm still feeling rather apprehensive about this certain stage of life I'm in. It just seems that nearly everywhere I turn, there is someone casually preaching to me about the importance of adulthood, now that I'm 18, and I'm sitting here, waiting for that flashing-of-lights moment where suddenly it all makes sense. And suddenly, I'd be 100% responsible and 100% confident and indestructible but here I am... Nerve wracked and chewing on the sides of my fingers.

Anyways, it's become pretty apparent to me that most adults, even well into their thirties still have that indecisiveness and I'm not sure if I find that comforting or horrifying. I'm sitting here trying to comprehend the idea of permanently feeling this way and never having that aforementioned self-realization and the mere thought is completely mind-baffling. Sure, everyone's different and it's bad to generalize and perhaps I'm making this into far more of a situation than it really is, but time is flying and the bath-time-with-barbies feels like yesterday, so what's stopping this frame of mind from sticking around ten, twenty or thirty years from now?

On top of that, things at home have been rocky. I'm not about to spill this much of my guts into blogland, but with my dad being unemployed for the first time in twelve years and my brother being an adolescent asshole, it's been really uncomfortable even sitting in my room. Here is your opportunity to take advantage of me not wanting to be a hermit anymore! If anyone is willing to give me an excuse to get the hell out of my house, I'll gladly accept!

So there you have it. A once in every couple of months occurrence where I'm somewhat of a conformist! But don't get your hopes up with that "if I jump off a bridge, will you follow?" scenario. We all know I'd kvetch to the moon and back just getting there.