I just discovered last night that I'm just a teensy bit, um, not exactly scared of, but uncomfortable with spiders. I realized this when I was having a dream where there were tarantulas bigger than my open hand that were tearing holes in the screen door and trying to get to me. I didn't feel panic, just uncomfortable. The funny thing is that my uncle used to have a pet tarantula that I used to let walk on my hand and up my arm when I was a kid, and I never once felt uneasy in the least. The things you find out when you get older. :1orglaugh