I must have a misshapen left eye. When one of my contacts feels like it isn't on correctly, or its edge is scratching my eye, or an eye just feels uncomfortable, it's my left eye. It's not the kind of discomfort that I might get if my prescription were wrong; it's the kind of discomfort that I'd expect if the contact didn't really fit correctly. I'm going to get an eye appointment sometime soon, and maybe I'll find something out. Ideally, I'd like to find out that my vision hasn't changed in the past year, and thus I could get surgery. As much as the idea scares me, the promise of at least being able to see something without corrective lenses is too delicious to ignore.
It would be sweet if I had cubic eyes and I could remove them at will. Sometimes I would enjoy replacing my real eyes with dice, then slapping myself on the back of the head, causing the dice eyes to pop out. I think that people in Vegas would like that.