silent.

i can't talk, still.

this is bad. i can't do anything. i can't chat with my friends. i can't do trial. i can't meet about moot court, since that involves discussing the issues--anything that i don't need a voice for, i can do alone on westlaw. i can't practice the music i need to practice for my voice lessons.

NTC regionals are this week, and i need to talk through directs, crosses, closings. how am i supposed to do that without a voice?

monday's a holiday, and the public defender is not open--but what about tuesday? tuesday, i'll have to do jail interviews--lots of them. how am i supposed to talk to my clients if i can't, well, talk?

i had come to take the fact that i could talk for granted. talking is my life. everything i do involves talking, and lots of it.

and now it's been snatched away from me.

winter weather what?

wow. the weather in st. louis sure is smoking crack.

so today, it's about 45 degrees outside. it feels positively summery outside, given that it's the first day that the temperature has been above freezing in what seems like weeks and weeks.

all of a sudden, a moment ago, the severe weather icon popped up on my weather bar. i was confused--it's warm and sunny and, well, not severe-looking outside.

it's a winter weather advisory. monday night and tuesday morning, we'll be getting six inches of snow.

i thought the weather in chicago was crazy, but apparently it doesn't hold a candle to st. louis in that regard.