magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

it's midnight. i came back from the studio because some stupid girl on the second floor was using casting resin in the studio, and the whole half of the building, from the lobby to the fourth floor, along with the halls and stairwells, was full of toxic fumes. i'm particularly chemical-sensitive, and it was making me physically ill as well as giving me a very nasty headache. and she's got to be a fourth or fifth year student. how could you get that far in architecture and be so, not only inconsiderate, but stupid. casting resin is one of the most toxic, carcinogenic things you could be using. it's illegal in some states. and she's using it in an unventilated studio. and people were just continuing to work around her, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

i didn't say anything when i first tracked down the source of the toxic fumes. i went and visited the id building for a little while, hoping it would be better when i came back. if anything it had gotten worse, and she had left, leaving the poured resin to cure in the studio. even after it had been moved outside i had to leave. it's been an hour, and i still feel almost violently ill.

i should have taken this opportunity to get to bed as soon as i got home. but instead i read my email, checked out some new album releases on the web. i think i will go to bed now. the rest of todays thought's (more about jen, of course) will have to wait for tomorrow.