Anonymushroom

aheartdivided asked: 3, 4, 10 and 18! x

Do I have that many left to answer?

3. That was a mean question. You know it was a mean question. I don’t have a favourite. I have some favourites, I guess. I mean, I love Alice, I have a ‘thing’ about the Alice books. I love The Master and Margarita, Ada or Ardor, Three Dollars, Kitchen, I Have A Bed Made of Buttermilk Pancakes. The Dice Man, ALL of the Moomin books, Les Liasions Dangereuse… I could go on for years. YEARS.

4. Spitting in public. Rudeness. Unkindness. Incompetence. Illiteracy. Pandering, snivelling flatterers. Smelly people. Skinny jeans. Painted nails on men. What is that about? Even Seal does this and I used to love Seal but now it’s all gone away. Sorry, Seal.

10. I worked! I got to rearrange the window for mother’s day and I did a purple theme in one window, cream and white in the centre window, and pink in the third window. I am very good at window design so I have already had to clamber over my careful arrangements and sell three things from the window, one yesterday and two today. Then in the evening I accidentally fell asleep and woke up discombobulated at 1:30 in the morning and went on the internet for a bit before going back to bed.

18. Arranging shop windows! Knowing things before I should. Reading. Baking. Sewing, crocheting little creatures, collecting novelty erasers, buying presents, and giftwrapping.

Anonymous asked: 21, 2. And why do you like mushrooms, 25.

21. Normally to get out of things. I can’t think of the last time I lied to a friend. There are good reasons, too, like surprise parties. Sometimes I say ‘something important has come up’ when what I really mean is, ‘today, the outside world feels scary and home has Adventure Time and tea.’

Oh, and I lie about my feelings, but I don’t think that counts.

2. My self esteem is… strange. I feel confident most of the time, I’m happy with my personality and even my looks, but I never ever allow myself to be vulnerable with people and I suppose I don’t feel that if anybody knew me in my entirety that I could hold their interest or not scare the living daylights out of them. Mostly though, while I understand a lot of my flaws, I’m exceptionally comfortable in my own skin and I’ve never really needed a lot of external approval. Once I love somebody, though, then I guess I worry a lot about pleasing them.

25. Great question. I like mushrooms because they’re so small and secret, and because they’re a species unto themselves. I like them because they’re so earthy and grounded and real, but they’re simultaneously a sign of magic and faeries and the possibility of more. They bridge fantasy and reality to me; they’re somehow symbolic of the edge of imagination.