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Back at the public library, avoiding the fumes in my apartment. I spent a good two and a half hours this morning staining my desk, after a long while spent moving furniture and other stuff around my very cramped apartment. The desk is a corner desk, and so there are all of these supports which are under the desk and yet still visible, and therefore requiring staining. I spent a huge amount of time under the desk this morning, just breathing in carcinogens. If I am ever living with someone who wants to get rid of this desk, or even any of these pieces of furniture, they're going to have to live through me yakking about all the carcinogens I inhaled in order to finish them.