I'm looking at spiders!

TheEarl

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God bless hypnotherapists. I've just looked at several pictures of spiders, big horrible amazonian ones as well and have been okay. I'm not jumping for joy and there's still a hell of a lot of tension, but I actually looked at them.

The Earl
 
TheEarl said:
God bless hypnotherapists. I've just looked at several pictures of spiders, big horrible amazonian ones as well and have been okay. I'm not jumping for joy and there's still a hell of a lot of tension, but I actually looked at them.

The Earl

It's progress! Good on you!
 
Woohoo!

As a recovering aracnaphobe, let me deliver a sincer congrats.

Soon you'll be at my level and able to throw shoes at them and run away :)

-Alex
 
Earl, I think that is just awesome...

no flippant remarks from me for once. It really is a great step.
 
Well done! :nana:

You don't have to go as far as liking them, but if you can treat them as normal sights you will have conquered the problem.

Og
 
Good for you Earl.

It's worth it to be able to watch Storm Troopers. Denise Richards is pretty hot in it.
 
"They're not bugs! They're arachnids.

They're middle Eastern?"


Good on you, lad. (And you'd better recognize that quote.)

Pear :)
 
arachnoleptic fit; the dance you do when you inadvertently walk through a spider's web
 
glynndah said:
arachnoleptic fit; the dance you do when you inadvertently walk through a spider's web

I do that. Spiders tend to build webs between the shrubs between our door and walkway. I start shrieking and running around the yard like Ace Ventura doing the bat dance. My hair's so long that it all feels like spider webs after a while, usually you have to take a dart gun to me to get me to calm down.

I try to remember to walk with my "Hand at the level of my eyes" but every now and then I'm stupid and spastic and dancing.
 
Y'know my husband will call me into the bathroom to kill a spider in the shower? He stands outside the door 'til it's washed down the drain.
Before we were together, he broke his room mate's hockey stick killing one for himself.
He's so cute... Great big bear of a man, shouting, "Augh! Honey, I need help! Come in here NOW! ACK! IT MOVED!" et cetra...

I like being in love. (sappy smile)
 
OK, here are the plans for next weekend, Earl: you, me, Chamber of Secrets, and a huge bucket of popcorn. Deal?
 
TheEarl said:
God bless hypnotherapists. I've just looked at several pictures of spiders, big horrible amazonian ones as well and have been okay. I'm not jumping for joy and there's still a hell of a lot of tension, but I actually looked at them.

The Earl
Yay! Glad to hear it Earl :D
 
TheEarl said:
God bless hypnotherapists. I've just looked at several pictures of spiders, big horrible amazonian ones as well and have been okay. I'm not jumping for joy and there's still a hell of a lot of tension, but I actually looked at them.

The Earl
Hey, good for you.

I positively hate them and become unglued when I run across them myself.
 
granola_girl said:
Y'know my husband will call me into the bathroom to kill a spider in the shower? He stands outside the door 'til it's washed down the drain.
Before we were together, he broke his room mate's hockey stick killing one for himself.

I get the same way with cat puke or dog diarrhea. I can't deal with them.

I never tried going after them with a hockey stick, though. Somehow I don't think it would help.
 
Going after diarrhea with a hockey stick?

That does seem counter-productive.

I like spiders, however. I encountered black widows and also tarantulas, in the Dominican Republic. I'll never forget either. When I picked up the cinder block and a tarantula plopped out, there was a young boy, a Dominican boy with whom I'd been talking in Spanish, there with me. He crushed the tarantula INSTANTLY! They do , I was told, sting. They bite and feel like a hornet does. He did not wait even a nanosecond, but crushed the thing with a nearby brick.

None of them has ever bitten me, and I regretted the death, in a way. I wanted to show people, you know, "Hey, look! A fuckin tarantula!" and all I could show them was a blob of guts and hairy legs, deader than tripe, since the kid had struck like the wind.

The black widow was different. I was alone when i saw that one. She, too, was in a stack of cinder block. She'd built a trap. It wasn't like the usual spider web, but a sort of vortex of lines. Distinctive. And she was black, black, black. Very shiny, like patent leather. And wasplike. Slender and spare. A beautiful creature. I only reflected afterward how deadly she was.

Maine has no poisonous snakes and only the recluse, for poisonous spiders. In fact there is almost nothing in the Maine woods to fear. The tropics were different. It took getting used to.

But basically, for me, spiders are like an elemental force which kills flies. I am annoyed by flies, so I am in favor, in the abstract, of spiders. Once you look at them, they seem complex in structure and sort of interesting. I will never lovbe them. But i am glad to see something helping me knock off flies, just the same.
 
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