As I said previously, I have poor eyesight, and I have hundreds of moles just the size and color of ticks. Looking for ticks isn't working out for me, so I have been trying find them by feel.
Just now, getting ready for bed, I found one on my left ankle. It wasn't in deeply and I was able to tweeze it out easily. At first I thought it was dead until I saw the little bastard wiggling its legs. Janne said to crush them with your nail, which I did with a satisfying snap. As best I can tell, that's the only one.
Kind of different when you go from the idea of ticks to actually plucking out your first little wiggler. Ugh.