rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

I Haven't Complained Enough About Computers Lately

To my amazement, Sluggo behaved himself tonight, and continued working for almost four hours. I took advantage of his good mood to download a bunch of pictures I've been meaning to nab, intending to save them after going offline. Opera is not the easiest browser to use offline, but if you do the work before shutting down the program, it isn't too bad. So, I disconnect and start saving the pictures. That's where the problems began. Opera crashed, and I had to close it and re-open.

This makes things more difficult, because of the way Opera's history files are set up, and also because after being closed, Opera then will inform me that I am working offline and the link I clicked cannot be reached and would I like to go online now? In fact, it is usually only and ad on the page I am opening that is unavailable, and the thing I want is actually there, but Opera can't tell the difference so it asks its stupid question and I click the "no" box, and continue. So, dealing with this extra tediousness, I continued my task until I made an unpleasant discovery. Half the stuff I had downloaded wasn't there anymore! To be exact, the first half of all the stuff I had downloaded was gone.

It turns out that when I reinstalled Opera a few days ago, after some earlier unpleasantness, I forgot to change the cache size. Opera sets a default of 20MB. 20MB! I've got a 30GB hard drive. I think I can spare more than 20MB for my browser cache! So, I bumped it up to the maximum available in Opera, which is 400 MB. But the damage was done. Everything I had gathered during the first two hours of Sluggo's period of good behavior had been pushed out of the miniscule cache. And I can't even blame Sluggo for it, because I'm the one who overlooked the need to enlarge it. Feh! Well, it may be my fault, but I hate computers anyway.

Also, I drank some apple juice, bought by accident (it was supposed to be apple cider, which is much less sweet) and now my back aches from the excess sugar. It is an inauspicious beginning to March. I expect to be assassinated in my sleep.

Still the rain finally arrived, and has been falling softly all night, providing a relaxing background sound. Despite the wasted hours, which have delayed my bed time once again, I can't be very upset when I hear the pleasant trickling outside my window. I'll go back and fetch the lost pages tomorrow -- or, today, rather, after I wake up. It's merely a Monday, after all. What else would there be to do with it?

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