Let's see...
-Heights. Not as much as I used to, but I remember being in the top of the St. Louis Arch and being scared to death. ohgodohgodohgod
-Deep water. As in, large bodies of water where I can't see the bottom. I don't mind boating or whatever, but I refuse to swim in them. Basically, I keep imagining that at any moment, something will drag me down into the murky depths. Like some sort of damned sinister cephalopod or something. Maybe I watched Jaws too many times when I was little, I don't know.
-Getting cut or stabbed. Blood makes me queasy.
-Creepy crawlies. Like spiders or centipedes. I wouldn't do too well on Fear Factor is what I am saying. I don't mind snakes, though
Man, this kind of makes me look like a wuss. Oh well.