Dermatologist appt this morning. 9am. Was seen around 12:30. They did more biopsies (think a tiny cookie-cutter on my abdomen). Took fluid samples from the blisters and did some other tests. I've now seen a total of 9 dermatologists and everyone is clueless. This one's spin on it is that it's somehow lupus-related (although I don't have lupus, I have a related disorder called Mixed-Connective Tissue Disorder or "Your immune system is fucked up"). Said the results would take about 2 weeks. The report from the last biopsies said "the findings are not specific". I just love medical professionals sometime.

Despite feeling like ca-ca, I decided to go to the gym and do some of the circuit-training. (Makes sense when all my muscles ache and going up stairs makes me cringe). I did something I chastise other gym-goers for doing (even though I caught myself). I was listening to my MP3 player - a remix of "Promiscuous" came on and I was humming it. Bad girl, bad!

There's a guy there that I've encountered on a few occasions. I'm not quite sure if he's retarded (seriously) or just extremely developmentally and socially impaired. He'll stand right behind or in front of you while you're doing your set waiting for you to finish - even though there are 20+ other machines in the area that he could use. He's made comments to me before about doing more than 12 reps at a time (sometimes I'll do 20-25 if no one is waiting) - because he'll come up and read the computer monitor tracking my progress on the machine. So, I've opted to just ignore him.

Today, I saw this guy was there about 1/2 way thru my workout. At one point he cuts right in front of me to use a machine, when, in theory, I have the right of way because I'm following the order of the circuit. I'm not exaggerating, but he was on the verge of pushing me to get to it. I thought to myself "whatever" and did something else. Then he comes over to the machine I would use next in the circuit and stands there, waiting for me to finish. (There are a grand total of 3 people in the area) I ignore him and go to the other side of the gym to use another machine. Then he crosses my path again and says hello. (I have headphones on and I just pretend like I don't see/hear him). He gets this expression like "WTF?". He tries it a few more times while I"m finishing up. The guy is a major annoyance. He's rude and I don't care if he has disabilities, I don't have to engage him.

And as a side note, I've decided to switch YMCA's - there's another one that is equi-distance to my home and is a lot nicer, cleaner, more modern and has cuter guys. All reasons to switch!