Apparently the arachnids have decided that I'm their friend. First, there was that daddy long legs incident not too long ago, and then another thing just now.

I was watching a video when I felt something tickling my arm; I ignored it, assuming it was a strand of hair or something, but then it started moving in a way that couldn't possibly be an inanimate object. I looked over, and there was a spider crawling across my arm, a little critter a centimeter long and a centimeter wide. What's weird is that it didn't even freeze up for a second when I looked at it! Yes, when I noticed it, it scurried away, but the way it moved said 'I don't want to be on you arm now that it is moving,' not 'I'm scared of you' which is how spiders normally act. Then again, for whatever reason I wasn't at all freaked out by the spider on my arm, just a bit startled at first. It might have sensed that. 

Anyways, hi. Nice to meet you. I'm the friend of the eight-legged kind. Apparently.