Back to Work
Tuesday, October 24th, 2023 12:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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A balmy 73F this first morning back to work.
I managed to get 9 hours of sleep last night, and was still up by 10:40AM.
But there was an impromptu conference call right at 10:50 between Tim, Colleen, Sheila, and I... with Colleen & Celina still in their Hyundai, driving toward Connecticut.
It was to clear up what was going on with Dylan.
So, I guess Dylan's original plane ticket was a round trip ticket, which just happened to put him on the same plane as Tim, because it was the same airline.
So that part was a coincidence.
There was confusion the couple nights before, as to whether he'd be going back or not, because he was telling different people different things.
So he stayed at Tim's during the layover and Frankie drove him back to the airport at 4:30AM. Thus Frankie is currently still asleep.
But Tim wants to hear from him when he gets up, because there's now reason to suspect drugs again, as being involved in Dylan's psychotic behavior.
Tim Said that when Dylan found them in the airport he was still that semi-manic, crazy-talking guy he'd been all weekend... but after the four hour flight, and back at his house, Dylan was perfectly calm and sane and normal in every way.
Then Dylan wanted to go out for a walk alone... but Tim went to bed before he got back. So we're wondering if he came back from the walk, all manic and crazy again.
Also, comparing notes this morning, we realized that Dylan pulled the disappearing act several times per day, while he was here.
He went for "walks" when he was with Colleen & Sheila. He also would be in the bathroom for extremely long periods of time.
He disappeared behind Jakes Bagels when he was with them, which Tim noticed too.
Of course I wrote about how he ran off to the lake at the park alone... and he took long "walks" when he was over here at the house by night.
So... obviously if he was going off to get a hit of something... it could explain why he remained relatively manic and psychotic the whole trip.
I know he was especially manic and psychotic right after I found him by the lake, so if he'd just taken something then... it would've stayed potent while he was back at the house with Jason and I.
And he did disappear at the Roundhouse too.
So, I was pretty convinced he was schizotypal yesterday... and it could still be the case that he has those tendencies, which are then amplified by a drug.
But Celina had an opportunity to go through his things in Geneva, and didn't find any paraphernalia.
I would assume he wasn't injecting anything, as that would be hard to get through X-ray on a plane, and also pretty difficult to hide just by taking a walk somewhere.
Our theoretical, Drug X, would probably be taken orally... but also cause paranoia and hallucinations.
Methamphetamine is a possible candidate, but... it did so happen in the kitchen with Jason, that Dylan wanted me to look into his eyes at one point... I guess because he thought I'd see magic sparkles or something... but I remember distinctly that his pupils were NOT dialated.
And this would've been an hour after the lake, when he was still pretty spacey.
And meth, presumably, would result in dialated pupils.
So... I dunno!
All we really know is that this has been going on for a while... it did result in him totalling his car... it's still serious enough that it alarmed everybody in the family over the weekend... and now he's back in LA.
I personally don't think the girlfriend's father ever called him and said he wasn't welcome to return.
I think that was something Dylan made up to see if he could move into the house here, immediately.
And after he got a little push back from me, telling him it would take time, because I'd have to move out of the upstairs first, and I just used up all my PTO... and he'd need a car and a job for his own expenses... bla bla bla...
His story started to change, and he started telling people he needed to go back at least to get his stuff, and that there was still a chance it could work out with his girlfriend and her dad.
Okay, in other news... that whole reunion event really took a toll on my bank account!
I did my best to spend only out of the checking account, but some stuff did go on one of the cards.
I was being magnanimous and paid for lunch at riverview, for the DeKalb crew and myself, which came to $100.00. And I also paid for three pizzas on Friday night, which came to another $100.00.
I spent nearly another $100.00 on the clothes for the funeral.
I spent another $100.00 on my share of the chair rental, and help for Dylan's plane ticket.
Throw in another $100.00 for misc. expenses I've forgotten about and it was $500.00... which I guess isn't soo bad.
And I did get paid today.
But the money in savings is quickly drying up.
So I do need to focus on getting that home loan in November, if possible.
The lawyer has the stamped and recorded quit claim deed, and the authorization, so he can now talk to BMO on behalf of the one and only owner of the house... myself.
So... talking to him, and talking to other banks about a loan are gonna be the focus as we move into November.
As far as projects go... there are still some window issues to resolve.
I need to get the sectional storms back into the upstairs windows if I can manage it... but I still have them, in a closet.
And I need to deal with the window in Dad's room that's missing a pane of glass... which is gonna require removing both sashes.
But neither of those should cost any money, or take up too much time [knocks wood].
Today of course, the biggest challenge is just to get my ass back to work, and get back into the swing of things after being gone for ten days.
I did mark my work cart with my initials before I left, and hid some of my tools, like my squeegee... so hopefully I'll be able to locate the cart and get it back into shape pretty quickly today.
And now it's all two day weekends until Thanksgiving.
Well, it was not a slow news day at work!
I got in there to find out that Jeremy quit, and Darnise was fired!
Jeremy, if you'll recall, left half way through the day on Wednesday, October 11th... after tearing out the carpet in the garage that was soaked with boiler water.
And apparently, he never came back!
I think I mentioned he didn't come in on THU 12, but did not mention he was also gone on FRI 13... cuz that was the night I left early to start my vacation.
I guess he called them on MON 16 to tell them he'd quit.
So... I guess my prediction about him from back in September wasn't that far off the mark after all!
As for Darnise, apparently she pulled two no-call no-shows last week, and that was the last straw for Chantele, who fired her.
And... wow!.. if I'd left them for Odlaw, they'd have nobody at all right now!
This also opens up the possibility of me becoming head custodian, but... I can't really do it, because then the pressure would be on to do OT whenever anybody called in... which as we know... is A LOT!
So, I won't go for head custodian. And if they come asking me to do it, I'll only take it if there's an understanding that I don't do OT.
Becasue you KNOW they're gonna go through a lot more Darnises and Rosas trying to fill the other two positions.
On the Dylan front, Tim texted us after Frankie finally woke up, around 6:30PM Central time (4:30 Pacific).
After Dylan's late night walk alone at Tim's house, he didn't seem any more manic or animated. He was still calm and seemed normal.
BUT
That's when he started talking to Frank about his experience by the lake at the park on Saturday.
Dylan said he was using the power of tree roots and nature to pull, push, and part the clouds with wind, because an evil force was coming in on the clouds.
He said he thought this was a power everyone had, but he himself was just learning to use it. But at one point, he felt like he had a demon inside him, and wanted to get rid of it with an exorcism.
He then expressed some awareness of this all being psychotic, and talked about self medicating... saying he had spoken to Michael about self medicating as well.
Michael, apparently had had a long heart to heart conversation with him in the basement on Friday, trying to help Dylan.
Mike told Sheila (his mom) that Dylan was definitely trying to "save" his girlfriend... and that she was the victim in his narrative.
As for self medicating, Mike said Dylan did not mention that, but it probably just means he's trying to figure his mental health issues out on his own.
But in his opinion, Dylan needed to get out of the situation with the girlfriend.
I'm leaning back toward the schizo-typal theory.
But I think we need to get more of a bird's eye view of this...
So, prior to 2019 Dylan had been in LA for years, and had lived with Sheila for a while, and been in contact with her a lot.
And in those years, according to her, he seemed perfectly sane, responsible, intelligent, and normal. But she was also encouraging him to persue his dream of being a musician and he was being recorded by some... sketchy dude?.. I don't know the details of that part.
But in mid 2019 Dylan had some kind of setback on the music front, which made him decide to go back to DeKalb for a while. And he stayed with Tim and his family on a layover... and then decided just to live with Tim instead!
Tim was happy to have him around to help out, and Dylan was instrumental in getting Tim's pool cleaning business off the ground, because he did all the research about how to actually get pool water clean.
He also helped Tim on the jobs, as did Frankie.
And everybody was happy. And Tim was trying to help Dylan get his credit score up, and get his finances in order.
Then one day, out of the blue, Dylan got some sort of sliver of hope from contacts in LA that he might be able to still make it as a musician... like... the stuff he recorded might get him signed or something... again I don't know the details.
But the result was that Dylan, who by now was probably tired of cleaning pools, just up and left for LA with no notice... which infuriated Tim.
And back in LA, Dylan went to Sheila and told him how Tim refused to pay him the money he'd earned doing the pools and... just a bunch of lies to make Tim look like a big bully he had to escape.
Sheila took Dylan's side, as did Brian... which made Tim even more furious, because he was being framed.
I stood by Tim... but tried not to burn bridges with Sheila or Brian.
Back in LA, Dylan put out feelers to start another band, but also began telling his Dad and Sheila that he was on the verge of becoming famous!.. and the both believed him!
But nothing at all came of it.
And then in 2020, Dylan did go back to DeKalb, and stayed for the entire pandemic, into 2021.
Again, he seemed normal and rational, and was even helping to pay their bills by doing work remotely with some fashion start up back in LA... designing pants or something.
It was in this period that Brian, who'd been playing drums in his storage shed... which is actually rather large and well lit... talked Dylan into jamming with him... then got triggered with band fever, and found a rehersal space to rent for the new band, which included a bass player Dylan's age.
That band was called, The Molecules, and Brian called their rehersal space, "Molecule Mansion." And Brian was getting all psychotic about THAT!.. thinking they'd be famous.
In September of 2021 we had a partial family reunion, where Veda came out with emberly so that Dad could meet his first great grandchild... and Colleen, Celina, Sheila, and Dylan were all there for the three or so days it went on.
I went to Chicago for a night with Colleen, Celina, and Dylan... and I even took the train back to Aurora with Dylan.
And the whole visit he seemed lucid, and normal, and intelligent, and sane.
But he did express his exasperation with his dad, and his dad's rock star fever, and everything.
At any rate, Dylan then made an excuse to Brian that he was just popping out to LA for a week to see the fashion guy at the office in person, and would be back.
But he never came back.
And that's when Brian spiraled into kareoke drum mode, continuing to blow his money on Molecule Mansion, to be there alone every weekend slowly losing his mind.
2022 went by with Dylan in LA, but nothing much to report.
And then in spring of this year, 2023, he was out on social media asking people for money, with this bizarre sob story about how his computer had been hacked, and all of his song files had been, "encrypted."
This didn't make any sense to me, because...
- Why would anybody want to deny him access to his recordings?
- If anybody wanted to do that, why would they encrypt them?
Why wouldn't they just delete them?
I still don't believe this ever happened, though Brian and Sheila still do.
It was an outlandish claim... made at a time when his reputation for being sane and responsible was still totally in tact. So it was given the benefit of the doubt.
But that was early spring. And by early summer, when he was dating the new girlfriend, is when Sheila began to get confused by his behavior.
Because first, he started parroting a lot of Christian and Conservative propoganda. And then he started talking about drones following him.
He and the girlfriend watched her house for her for a few days and when she called to check in with them, he was telling her he thought there were secret cameras in the house, and there were strange patterns of dots on the ceiling that he though were left by intruders.
This was shortly before he moved in with her... over an hour away.
And a few months later, we had the car crash episode... and then we had what we saw this past week, with Dylan in person being psychotic.
So, my theory here, is that Dylan does have schizotypal tendencies, which weren't noticed, because his focus was on being a rock star... in LA... where that's normal, and where all artists are odd, and eccentric.
But as he crept toward 30, with nothing to show for it, the mental crisis began.
Tim was the first to see it, because it was living with Tim, that Dylan began to settle into a realistic working life... cleaning pools, and saving pennies to slowly get ahead in life.
And he wasn't ready for it, because it wasn't glamorous, and it was admitting defeat!
So he ran back to the delusion in LA, but failed again.
Then, in DeKalb, because he couldn't go back to Las Vegas, he wound up getting a firsthand view of his father's rock star psychosis... as an adult... and it repulsed him... but he still couldn't admit that he was the same way!
So he went back to LA one more time to prove that he could succeed where his father had failed, and... he still failed!
And that lead to the psychotic split with reality!
psychotic splits are always about having your delusions challenged by reality... which is what forces the split.
And he met the wrong girl at the wrong time... a christian maga chick... and she and her own paranoid conspiracy theories helped him spiral down into where he is now!
His brain is broken, but at it's root, it's all about fame, and glamour, and music, and youth... and being protected by people who want to say they knew him before he was a global sensation.
And it's about coming to terms with the fact that none of that was ever going to happen... and his youth is fading.
Worse... he's wasted his 20s on it, and now he's ten years behind his peers in everything... work skills... education... financial stability... and common sense!
And that's why he's standing on a pier over the lake, summoning tree energy, to hold off clouds of evil from destroying the park, and his family who is at the park.
Because that makes him the hero with the magical powers.
And that's why he spent all weekend telling everybody about his visions and powers, and the evil forces trying to kill him, and the damsel in distress back home he needs to save... because he wants somebody to recognize him as the hero with the magical powers.
Okay, so... apparently he spent today at his girlfriend's dad's apartment hiding out until after the folks in the office left so that both of them can move their stuff out without being caught... and go to a friend's house?
I won't bore you with the details, but that's what we pieced together.
He thinks he can trade in his totalled car for a new car, and then just drive back to Illinois.
But he can't get a new car without a job. And nobody in Illinois or anywhere else wants to see him show up with her in the passenger seat.
So... it's a psychotic plan to save her... and it's not gonna go well.
On my end, the more I look at this, the more I feel like there's no way I can let him stay here in his current state, even if he ditched the girlfriend.
Because I have a recording studio in Dad's room now.
And there's no way that WON'T trigger a psychotic relapse... probably of both Dylan AND Brian!
Okay, that is the tea on the first day back to work!
It's 2AM now, so I need to sign off.
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