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This Calls For an Aria

June 18, 2008
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Opera updates always send me into a tailspin. Usually it’s my fault, not the browser’s; I’m an inveterate tweaker and always end up going into the configuration files to change settings and rename labels and accidentally break everything. In this case, though, I think it’s Opera’s fault, because why the hell would they set their default mail configurations to delete messages from the server when you empty the Trash, even if you’ve explicitly elected to leave the messages on the server? That makes no freaking sense. And, of course, you have to go into the accounts configuration file to change it.

So I did—and this time, I made sure not to touch anything else in that file or any other, because I was already dealing with an unrelated FTP lockout and the last thing I needed was to spend the day working on my e-mail/browser, too.

Caution sucks. It broke anyway.

And then I spent the rest of the day trying to find my mail folder (which had not been deleted, thank the gods of the intarwebs) and trying to get Opera to point to it—which was hard, because Opera kept randomly reverting to its default settings each time I reloaded the browser, which meant I kept losing my skin and my toolbar settings and the URL to the mail folder. That, and Opera was not letting me use certain invaluable keystrokes. (I just now fixed that—apparently, you have to go into Tools > Preferences > Advanced > Shortcuts and choose Enable single-key shortcuts. WHICH SHOULD BE ENABLED BY DEFAULT, GODDAMMIT.)

I have my e-mails back now… except not really, because apparently I am only able to access the e-mails still on my server, not any of the local copies that I downloaded and then erased from my mail server. So I can read about 1/3 of my e-mail library, and the rest is just a list of titles that I can click on and stare sadly at, waiting forever for nothing to load. (Maybe I will have to rewrite from memory all the e-mails people have sent me. Problem: I have a rotten memory. Hell, I’ll just replace it all with porn.)

(Oh. Wait. I solved it. Just do something completely different from the advice you’ve been given, and you’ll have your e-mails back in no time an hour and a half. And then go stick your face in a pillow and SCREAM.)

Now I remember why I don’t upgrade until at least a month after the new version comes out. (YES FIREFOX 3 I AM LOOKING AT YOU AND MAKING A CROSS WITH MY FINGERS. STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME.)

This kind of headache has a way of poisoning your mind for at least a few hours afterwards. I was reading a book about Harry Houdini last night; during a section regarding a particularly painful and bloody handcuff escape (that apparently left him scarred for life), I found myself muttering, “Yeah? Well at least he never had to upgrade his browser.”

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