A Dilemma: Do I Choose to Sweat or do I Choose to Cough?

Anybody know a good place to get a high powered fan? Because I'm in a bit of a pickle.My room in Whitman is an absolute sauna. Which doesn't just mean I wake up sweating bullets (I sleep really, really warmly by the way); it also means that some awkward musty smell is beginning to take a toll on my 127 square foot single. Some creature below my bed is slowly beginning to take form.I suppose there's a seemingly obvious solution. Opening the window lets in air to clear out the stench and, yes, it has a cooling effect at night. But that's precisely the pickle I'm in.Last time I did this I woke up and had to pry my eyes open with my hands, as a film, created by my ceaseless, merciless allergies, had sealed my eyelids shut. Regaining vision, yet still feeling a bit fatigued, I began coughing for the next 24 hours straight. My nose ran faster than Usain Bolt. All day. This in spite of a vast artillery of medications including antihistamine pills, prescription eye drops, prescription nasal spray, Allegra, and a low strength inhaler for allergy induced asthma.So opening the window at any time of the day just can't happen. Pollens will drop by to say hello and plant themselves ever so comfortably right on my pillow so that when I wake up... ugh.To make myself look even worse than the sweaty, itchy-eyed, scratchy-throated, endlessly coughing dork I've already made myself out to be, I'm issuing a call for help that may go against the admirable missions of sustainability, and I'm issuing this call on Earth Day: I'm begging the school to turn on the air conditioning.So much so that I called Princeton's Department of Facilities today to ask when they turn on AC. The answer: usually around May 15, unless there's intense heat before then. Come on -- wasn't it 90 last week??Until then, let me know if you find a heavy duty fan. I've loaded up on the little ones, but they're just not making the cut.photo via quietcoolfan.com