So I was lying in bed last night, listening out to hear if that mosquito that's been ripping my back to shreds over the last few nights (with the help of my nails) was dead yet, when I felt something tickling my arm. Not sure whether it was my paranoid imagination or not, I shook myself violently, just in case, before lying back down.
After a few panicked seconds, I was just beginning to relax, when I saw a BIG FUCK OFF SPIDER SCUTTLING DOWN THE SIDE OF MY BED. Fucking hell, I jumped. And didn't get to sleep until 7 o'clock this morning. And the worst part is, it's still in there :(. Unless I ate it in my sleep. I'm not sure which would be worse.