danger, will robertson, danger

It just occurred to me that not only is this warehouse of an office a health hazard (no windows, exposed vents, fumes-laden smoky air that smells a lot like Chinese takeout at around lunch) but it's also a fire hazard. There's so much paper in here, I should probably get down on my knees and start praying for the thousands of trees that have died in the process of making all these extra-thick glossies in the hopes that that would avert whatever bad karma there might be from the arboreal massacre we semi-indirectly foster.