As you are building, you are able to come up with brilliant ideas. When you try to think of one, the sheer force of your magically-enhanced thought causes a physical anomaly which sees your spinal cord quantum-tunnel out of your body and into the next room. The vacuum force exerted by the empty space where your central nervous communication line used to be causes your spinal column to collapse, snapping your neck. You die instantly.
I wish for meta-irony to stop existing.