Feliz Navidad
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Today I had to put a laminated sign on my door. It reads: "This is room 25.1, a student room. If you are looking for your guest room, please go next door to staircase 24 for room 24.1."
Why did I do this? Well, on four different occasions this term, college guests have tried to get into my room. They've either practically followed me in as I was going in myself, or I could hear them sticking the key in the door late at night. I don't even have to ask what they're doing any more: I just stick my head out the door and say, "You're looking for the staircase next door."
I wonder why this has happened so often this year. I lived in this room last year and it never happened. Maybe it is because we have so many new porters this year? Are they directing people to the wrong staircase?
Weird.
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Living between two different countries for the past four or so years has given me a weird perspective on money. Sometimes I think in dollars, sometimes in pounds, sometimes in a weird combination of both. Whenever I travel to a Euro-using country, I never know how much anything costs because I can't remember if the exchange rate in my head is for pounds or dollars. It's kind of confusing.
But sometimes the exchange rate works in my favor in unexpected ways. Earlier this month, I bought a coat online from a British website. The coat cost £69, and I paid with my US credit card. It was too big, so I returned it and got a refund on my card.
The coat cost me $113.86 on my card. The refund was for $114.24.
And to make it even better, they now carry the coat in the local store, and it's £10 cheaper. Huzzah.
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So I'm working on a chapter of my thesis and I discovered a big note to myself: FIX REFERENCE. I look it up and discover that I originally cited an online version of Horace's The Art of Poetry as a placeholder and needed to go back and cite the hard copy instead, meaning I'd have to correct the wording to match my edition.
Here is the passage that I cited:
Poems in the main (I'm speaking to a father and his excellent sons)
are baffled by the outer form of what's right. I strive to be brief,
and become obscure; I try for smoothness, and instantly lose
muscle and spirit; to aim at grandeur invites inflation;
excessive caution or fear of the wind induces grovelling.
The man who brings in marvels to vary a simple theme
is painting a dolphin among trees, a boar in the billows.
Avoiding a fault will lead to error if art is missing.
-Horace, Ars Poetica, in The Satires of Horace and Perseus, trans. by Niall Rudd (London: Penguin Classics, 2005), ll. 24-31, p. 122.
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