Okay, I now know that my lips were not plotting against me. It was a bunch of nasty pathogens which have beset me for these past few days. Thankfully, I'm feeling much better, and have had no further car-crash dreams.

Tonight Mom made microwave chocolate cake. It was very tasty, and I was feeling well enough today to actually consume food. It was a decent cake, but somewhat dry. Mom says that next time she'll try cooking it for seven minutes instead of eight. (Microwave cake is certainly quick, albeit inferior to regular oven-baked cake.)