Hair today, spider tomorrow

This morning I emailed my fellow workers Gavla, SuBo and CMac to tell them how I hilariously leapt from my bed in the middle of the night after being woken from a deep sleep by the sensation that something was crawling on my face. When I turned the light on there was nothing to be seen and so I thought it had been my hair that tickled me and my subconcious was just playing tricks on me after all my worrying about critters that I may encounter in Australia. Thus explained I happily hopped back into bed and went on snoozin.
But I was deceived for tonight as I pulled back my sheets what should I find but this hefty and hairy fella just chilling out in my bed (perhaps thinking I needed company).

It took me a while to get the nerve to get rid of him but he's now happily playing in the garden. I, however, am rather freaked out by it all and am having phantom itches. Shudder. I hope I can sleep.