Cinder-Fuckin-Ella, man!

The vividcon auction announcement has been made.

*gulp*

I went a little insane in the length department explaining what I will and will not do. Basically, it boils down to the fact that I am a total whore and pretty much anything goes, except not on the mouth.

Unless the idea involves Beyonce. Then I will pretend you picked my ragged ass up off the street when you stopped to ask for directions, took me back to the hotel for some champagne, strawberries, Lucille Ball and blow-jobs, cleaned me up, bought me pretty clothes and am paying me several thousand dollars to be your beck and call-girl for a week and eventually, like on the last night or whatever, after I've decided I've fallen in love with you and all that? Totally on the mouth.

And then I'll save you right back. Or vid Lex Luthor. Either or.

Hey! And I just remembered that when I was 15 and dying to go see "Pretty Woman" at the theater, my mom and her little group of mom-friends went to see it first and decided over coffee that I couldn't see it because it glamourized prostitution and I guess they were afraid I'd decide to run off to Hollywood to be a whore.

I *am* very impressionable.

Huh. My mother was right.

http://community.livejournal.com/vividcon/97413.html

someonepleasebidonmeokaybye