I don't mind looking at bugs, but I HATE getting touched by them. It's not so much a fear (although no less irrational) as it is an utter disgust with that "crawling" feeling. I don't mind snakes a bit. My Papou (grandfather) has a whole snake pit at his cabin in Maine, and I've got pictures of me proudly holding a snake in each hand, while standing in front of the pit. Freaked my mother, of course, but she saw no harm in it - so long as I stayed away from her while I was holding them. ;) But bugs? Eh... I do NOT like them. Then again, most of the crawlers around here DO like to bite (earwigs, for example), so it's not much of a surprise.
I have a love / hate relationship with spiders. I hate them around me, but I love them as a creature. I get conditioned plenty, though, because my room (and my whole house, particularly my basement) is full of them. I even saw a grasshopper last night, on my cieling, and watched as the spider walked towards it (I would say unknowingly, or uncaringly, since they only eat other spiders, not general insects). Mr. Hopper is still up on my cieling, as I just confirmed, and I'm sure Mr. Spider is somewhere nearby. I suppose I should get rid of them both, but so far they've left me alone. My will dominates over the horrendous thought of them crawling over me in the middle of the night. But, then, I'm paranoid about that as a general rule, since it used to happen ALL THE TIME with ants. So, however irrational, my distaste for general insectry is not out of the blue.
Don't mind looking at bugs, but hate the feel of them. Such is me. :)
Edit:
Mr. Hopper is now outside, despite resisting getting out of the cozy little paper cup (even after I stabbed through it with a knife to push him out). I finally just flipped him out with the tip of my knife when he got close enough. Everytime I got light near enough him to see him, he'd move to the bottom of the cup, out of my reach. :P
I have a love / hate relationship with spiders. I hate them around me, but I love them as a creature. I get conditioned plenty, though, because my room (and my whole house, particularly my basement) is full of them. I even saw a grasshopper last night, on my cieling, and watched as the spider walked towards it (I would say unknowingly, or uncaringly, since they only eat other spiders, not general insects). Mr. Hopper is still up on my cieling, as I just confirmed, and I'm sure Mr. Spider is somewhere nearby. I suppose I should get rid of them both, but so far they've left me alone. My will dominates over the horrendous thought of them crawling over me in the middle of the night. But, then, I'm paranoid about that as a general rule, since it used to happen ALL THE TIME with ants. So, however irrational, my distaste for general insectry is not out of the blue.
Don't mind looking at bugs, but hate the feel of them. Such is me. :)
Edit:
Mr. Hopper is now outside, despite resisting getting out of the cozy little paper cup (even after I stabbed through it with a knife to push him out). I finally just flipped him out with the tip of my knife when he got close enough. Everytime I got light near enough him to see him, he'd move to the bottom of the cup, out of my reach. :P
Roland *The Gunslinger*