Like a 7, except for the fact that one of my pupils is bigger than the other o_O

^^ oh yeah, that too.

right side is generally smaller o_O

I was rather nonplussed by this question. Despite a certain amount of awareness of how focused humans are on symmetry in appearance, I have never once considered the various weightings to my facial features, let alone assigned a numeric value! Nonetheless I prefer one side because I imagine it looks better in photos -- a notion difficult to quantify because it's so daft and twee.

ah, thank god trish is here to do all the typing. :)

but then I discovered my symmetry rating is 9.48!

^9.48 - only because one of your whiskers is longer than the other ;)

New question.
Express poetically your favorite and least favorite day of the week?

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^that is effing brilliant, thanks for posting. I love the bit with the faucet.

Saturday is most and least.

eta: yes, that is the Blue's Clues guy with the black eye.
Watching this again, I find the appropriateness of the symbolism for remarkable in terms of what I mean to express. :)

To The Immortal Memory of the Halibut, On Which I Dined This Day, Monday, April 26, 1784

Where hast thou floated, in what seas pursu'd
Thy pastime? When wast thou an egg new spawn'd,
Lost in the immensity of ocean's waste?
Roar as they might, the overbearing winds
That rock'd the deep, thy cradle, thou wast safe--
And in thy minikin and embryo state,
Attach'd to the firm leaf of some salt weed,
Didst outlive tempests, such as wrung and rack'd
The joints of many a stout and gallant bark,
And whelm'd them in the unexplor'd abyss.
Indebted to no magnet and no chart,
Nor under guidance of the polar fire,
Thou wast a voyager on many coasts,
Grazing at large in meadows submarine,
Where flat Batavia just emerging peeps
Above the brine,--where Caledonia's rocks
Beat back the surge,--and where Hibernia shoots
Her wondrous causeway far into the main.
--Wherever thou hast fed, thou little thought'st,
And I not more, that I should feed on thee.
Peace, therefore, and good health, and much good fish,
To him who sent thee! and success, as oft
As it descends into the billowy gulf,
To the same drag that caught thee!--Fare thee well!
Thy lot thy brethern of the slimy fin
Would envy, could they know that thou wast doom'd
To feed a bard, and to be prais'd in verse.

-- William Cowper

well i, for one, certainly intend to overthink this question. as seems to be the style of the time.

Please, somebody ask about 3rd nipples...and 4th (seriously...make it a question of the day & I'll post photos that'll make your ancestors shudder)

^^ clearly the picture of an icthyologist who has to hand in his dissertation day after tomorrow

^I wonder if he has 3 nipples.

once and future