God damn spiders

I don't like spiders, but I wouldn't say I'm afraid of them. More like they just freak me out a little. It's the same for silverfish and other medium sized multi-legged critters that sometimes cross my path. As long as they stay away from me, I'm cool, but if they get too close...well, then it depends on the size. If they're little, I usually try to shoo them away or carry them outside. If they're big, well, I either A) get the hell out of there or B) catch them and flush them down the toilet

I remember one time when I was still in high school, I was unfolding a T-shirt to wear to bed, and just before I started to put it on, out pops a spider. I promptly freaked out, but somehow had enough presence of mind to grab a jar and catch the damn thing. I had it identified later by an expert in the field, and low and behold, it was a brown recluse. Anyone from the midwest probably knows this already, but the brown recluse leaves a pretty nasty bite (and if you think that's bad check out the poor souls on this page, specifically the second case study from the top *shudders*). Thankfully, it's generally not fatal to humans, but it's still not something I ever want to go through. As you can imagine, I was counting my lucky stars that the spider decided to show itself before I put the shirt on.

Also, if you don't like spiders or other creepy-crallies, stay the hell away from Japan. To be fair, you don't see too many house pests (at least not where I stayed in Kyoto and Okayama), but the ones you do see tend to be fucking huge.

How ya doing, buddy?