The whole lawyer charade has been entertaining, but I am sure he will have something very pressing and urgent that will make him back out in the coming months.
The little research I did led me to a school which looked way too far to drive to and not realistic if that’s the one.
He’d basically be throwing his money away for a plaque to put in his barren office to accompany the 7 monitors he doesn’t know how to use.
It’s tough for a mentally ill man to realize his best prospects are shitty ordinary jobs he’d have to beg to get and hustle with a broken down body he ran into the ground looking for approval.
It’s much easier to create some fantasy in his mind where he is some big shot who demands approval.
The responsible route of seeing a psychiatrist, psychologist, or to go to rehab doesn’t fit in with his delusions. He needs to get a grip and hope someone hires him for some ordinary shit job like his last brief one unless he actually learns some skills as he has zero useful ones— including his apparently worthless college degree.
The cosmetic surgery is just another distraction for a man who already can’t focus or sleep because of his mania.