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  <title>Lies make the baby Jesus cry</title>
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    <title>You!</title>
    <published>2008-12-10T22:28:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-10T22:28:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you read this journal or even if you don't and are  curious about what crazy people do on not so rainy days, perhaps you should email me your postal address, five interesting/fun facts about what you like to do, and your favourite colours. Are you curious? I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonafidesuperhero@gmail.com</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:16079</id>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2008-09-17T13:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-17T20:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-17T20:01:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so things are over and I don't know what to think really. I bounce between denial, anger, grief, and having hope. But this post is not about her, it's about the happy stuff in my life because I need to remember that despite the bad stuff going on, i	feel a lot of awsomeness is still happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who commented to my last post, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now The Happy Gratitude List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I have the best cats ever! Nerf's a cuddle whore beyond belief, and Kelpie (also an occassional cuddle whore) has such an interesting personality. There was a crow outside this morning, it cawwed three times in a row and Kelpie squeaked right back three times. It made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I have a membership to the YMCA and when my schedule allows it (up to three times a week) I can do yoga and breathe and take up space. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The hatha yoga teacher will be out for a couple weeks and the substitute is the kundalini teacher. I'm super excited because he normally only teaches in the morning which I can't get to. Kundalini sounds interesting and I'm ready to get my chanting on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kate and I are going to the Noah's Arc exhibit at the Skirball Center. We've been meaning to go for months because it looks super cute and fun....and there's puppets....you can't go wrong with puppets. Http://www.skirball.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I found a yarn store near my apartment! A highly recommended tarn store!! I plan on making a Harry Potter letter sweater for the release party of Tales of Beedle the Bard but didn't want to use acrylic yarn. I thought I'd have to drive to Santa Monica because I couldn't find the right needles or yarn, but now I can ride my bike, and if I get stuck (it's my first sweater) I can ask for help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Decent priced low fat cheese at Trader Joes!! 1/2 cup egg whites, 1/4 cup of cheese, one sauteed onion, and I'm in low cal/low fat heaven *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The weather is finally cooling down. It's been in the low 80s during the day and even nicer at night. Cooler weather combined with some cloud coverage (Ideally complete overcast) and I'm a much calmer, creative, and motivated person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ New sneakers. I finally caved because my hips hurt so much I could barely walk. They're Etnies, brown, with pink Es on the sides. How I love you Ross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ And last, but not least, an interesting chain of events has made me happy. I love Hawaiian stuff, really want to go, can't really afford it. I do love the music though. Well my brother sent my mother a ukulele for her birthday and she's just now found a loal group to learn and play with. I randomly asked her how hard it was compared to a guitar, and she said it was really easy. At some point she mentioned that the Southern California Ukulele festival is supposed to be the best in the country. It's in two weeks! I can go take ukulele workshops, lei making workshops, and even hula workshops!! I'm super super excited. Call me crazy but I feel like my grandpa is looking down on me from wherever he is and saying "Go have fun Erin, and do a hula for me". He loved Hawaii and my favourite picture of him is one where the dancers stripped him to his underwear and made him dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate my jobs and I'm not booking any auditions, but I'm happy, and I'm feeling, and I'm not cutting, puking, or drinking a scary amount (I've had maybe two drinks in the past week, not even to the point of being drunk). I don't know how long it'll last, but for right now I feel blessed and free.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2008-06-17T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T02:26:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T02:26:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>watching Ocean's Twelve</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A couple different things. My Invisalign finally came in and I'm getting my first set of trays tomorrow!! It's been four months so I hope the damn things actually fit. We're gonna have some problems if they don't. I have no idea how I'm going to pay for this, but I know it's going to be worth it. I've wanted straight teeth since I was 12. I'm half tempted to send a before and after picture to my childhood dentist who refused to refer me to an ortho and told my mom my teeth were straight. It's only be a slight change and it's completely cosmetic. No shit it's cosmetic, however did anyone bother to ask me the one thing I'm most self conscious about? I bet they didn't know it wasn't my glasses, weight, or the fact people were trying to kill me for being gay, it was and still is my teeth. And they got worse the older I got!! So I'm gonna throw in a couple before pictures as a goodbye to the snaggle tooth bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Feilon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_4865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Feilon/_MG_4865.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Feilon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_4844.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Feilon/_MG_4844.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I realized I've been doing things in LA that I swore up and down I would do in Portland. The reason I went to Portland was for the environment and to be healthier. Well, due to gas prices I've started riding my bike a few days a week to Disney. So three to four days a week I'm riding at least eight miles a day. This scared me at first, but it makes me happy. This and a few other things, and I'm more eco friendly here than at any other time in my life! This makes me feel good about myself :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all. I'll prolly write about my teeth tomorrow. Fingers crossed they can stuff the trays in my mouth.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2008-06-03T10:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-03T17:47:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-03T17:47:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am very unhappy with my financial situation. I am unhappy with the fact that I have two jobs that pay minimum wage. I am unhappy that all I seem to do is work and sleep. I hate that I'm constantly on the verge of an anxiety attack when I think of my bills. I applied to do over-night stocking at Target and had a complete breakdown because I didn't get an interview, but after the tears cleared and I could breathe again I realized something extremely important. I did not fucking come to LA to work at Target! I didn't come here to work at Classic Courier's and I did not come here to work at Borders! I came here to act dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in my breakdown I realized I wasn't even trying due to various reasons. The two big ones being I'm terrified of leaving my two crappy jobs because they're at least secure. I'm terrified that trying to pursue acting will get me fired. The other problem is I have some of the lowest self-esteem out there. I hate that I took T and I'm convinced I sound like a man and no matter what other people say I can't believe them. But I'm baby stepping my way into the acting field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my guild could very well be going on strike soon, but I need to try anyway. I can't use that as an excuse not to put myself out there, nor can I let the fact that getting back into the game involves money hold me back either. When my parents came to visit last weekend my dad took headshots for me. Now he is not a professional photographer, but he's amazing at landscapes and okay at portraits. I told him I didn't need a bunch of good pictures, I just need one. One picture will get me in the door somewhere and that's all I need. I couldn't justify paying $500 for my beloved Vanie Poyey when the threat of a strike looms overhead. If that strike lasts I'll end up with obsolete photographs and wasted money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pay my SAG dues today. At this point I have to reinstate my membership and pay back dues so it's going to cost $222. I don't have that money to spare but I have to do it. I can't work a nice paying job without that card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fix my self esteem. I'm doing things that scare me like eating breakfast. I feel horrible. I think the only thing that'll help is someone hiring me. I know I don't have a Hollywood body. At a size 5/6 I'm still considered fat and that's hard. I don't know how to be comfortable with my voice except to remind myself that I've always hated my voice. Edward Norton doesn't like his either and he's fucking brilliant. I also need to drag my ass to the dreaded MAC store to learn how to do tattoo cover up. Those people scare me :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I need to fix my car, but that's not essential at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm high diving into a small pool and am not quite sure I'll hit the water. It's scary but I don't know what else to do. And after the Target breakdown I'm not sure I should be doing anything else except stumble forward towards my goal of being a working actor.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2008-03-04T12:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T19:36:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-04T19:36:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Um someone just stole my workbike at work. I wonder if I should take it personally? I put it in the rack, walked into to get some packages, came out and it was gone. Who the hell steals a courier bike? It's not like they can really leave the Disney lot with it...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:14084</id>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2008-02-15T06:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-15T06:41:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-15T06:41:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Grrrr, for some reason my stolen internet doesn't work at night, but I can't sleep so I'm forced to use my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely poor right now and that worries me. Borders isn't doing too well as a company, so I haven't been working much. I had the plague last week and spent four days in bed kinda job hunting, and I did manage to scrounge up a job at a science toy store. Welcome to hell. It's a small store, and after one day I realized that if I don't get out of retail I'm never going to pursue acting. Ever. It was one of the biggest wake up calls I've had in awhile. The manager wanted me to greet people with "welcome to the party". I cannot say those words without sounding sarcastic...at least not while sober. I also realized I couldn't get time off to audition. The assistant manager wanted a day off a month in advance and couldn't have it. I lasted three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the writer's strike is now over. I emailed my friend/former producer to let her know I was back in town, nothing more, no asking for a job or anything, but that's exactly what she handed to me on a silver platter. So as of tuesday I'm working full time for &lt;br /&gt;Classic Couriers. My eight hour days will be spent riding a bicycle around Disney studios for minimum wage. Will the prospect of doing some serious networking and exercise I couldn't be happier. I'll remain at borders two days a week, but I'm pretty much kissing retail goodbye. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other exciting news, I've finally decided to get my teeth fixed. They've been bothering me for years. I have all my teeth dammit and I don't appreciate how it looks like I'm missing a tooth from a certain angle. I'm forging ahead with everything that needs to be done to have an awsome smile. No more thumb sucking. I've been whitening, and am forcing myself to brush and floss on a set schedule. Aaaannnnddd the reason I'm up and excited is because I have a consultation with a highly recommended dentist tomorrow about Invisalign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was ready to jump right back into acting, but what I need takes time and money, so I'm hoping to work on my look *teeth, weight loss, contacts* enough to scrounge up some self esteem by fall which is when drama season starts. I'm sick of being the "funny friend" or "goth girl". I know with a little tweaking I can be a strong supporting actress, maybe even leading lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freakin excited...and watch out cause I'm on a rampage and don't feel like stopping.</content>
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    <title>I wanna know.</title>
    <published>2008-01-31T03:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-31T03:10:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen, word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i ignored the last time something like this went 'round, but now i have a little bit o' time to play. so, i want to know 36 things about you. i don't care if we have never talked, or if we already know everything about each other. short and sweet is fine... but you're on my list, so i'm listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus: copy from here, post answers in a comment, then repost the empty questions in your journal. all the giddy sheepity of a chain mail without cluttering your in box! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Negative or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favorite hangout spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?</content>
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    <title>oh the irony</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T06:42:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T06:54:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In case anyone was wondering, I made it back to la just fine. The weather was shitty the entire way down, and I spent a good chunk of the trip following other people hoping they could see better than me. I had some problems getting through Angeles national forest. It was dark, rainy, and really windy. My car was getting thrown all over the place. I had cars speeding to my left and semis complicating the circumstances to my right. The irony kicked in yesterday. I was on the 405, right where it splits into the 10 and 405. I was stopped with good room in front of me because it was raining. The person behind me was giving me room as well, when out of nowhere someone smashed into the back of me. They didn't slam their brakes or anything. I heard a crunk and my car was thrown forward. My neck snapped forward along with the car and I was pretty dazed, but the way traffic was I couldn't safely pull over for a bit...not that whoever hit me bothered to pull over. Good thing I have a high back end because I don't think the crunch was my car. They scratched my bumper quite a bit and took a small chunk out, but I wasn't even dented. I'm guessing the person cut too fast from the 10 to the 405 and hit me instead of the concrete barriar.  The shittiest thing for me is my neck was just getting back to normal from previous whiplash and now it's fucked up again. My right leg also hurts, possibly from getting jammed. *sigh* welcome home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least all my friends are still at Borders. Some things will never change. But I miss my pdx people. I could use a hug or ten.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-12-06T10:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-06T18:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-06T18:32:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I called Robert up and it's a good thing I did, because he actually had me on the schedule for friday at noon. Sooo unfortunately, no trip to see my aunt. Maybe I can come see her when I come back up to get my stuff from my parents. The weather is supposed to be really shitty today, and I'm a bit nervous about driving in a bunch of rain and fog, but at least I'll be able to see out all my windows/mirrors this time. Amber didn't exactly respond to my text message and I'm feeling kinda guilty about imposing on her. I'm tempted to do Hollywood homeless and just live in my car and then join a gym for the shower. On the plus side, I can take my time, as long as I get to Sherman Oaks by noon because it's not like anyone has to wait up for me. It'll be okay. Depending on my Border's schedule, I'm gonna apartment hunt next week. It's taking much restraint not to check out the hovels by the ocean with no kitchens and just stick to the one bedroom in the valley plan. Because I need a kitchen, and with another person and two cats, I feel we've outgrown a studio...at least if we want to last more than the two years we've already spent together :-P I'm sick of moving, so unless I fear for my life at the next location, I think we're gonna stay there until we can really afford to move to a nice place. That's all for now.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-12-05T17:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-06T01:38:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-06T01:38:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Winnie lives and together we have made it to Magalia to see my parents. Tomorrow I plan on driving to either Half Moon Bay or LA. Actually all plans tomorrow depend on when Robert is expecting me at work, because he didn't actually say. So I'm gonna do the Borders online job thingy and then give him a call. Universe, I need an apartment so I don't have to stay with Amber too long. I love her to death, but her apartment really shouldn't even have one person living in it. I don't miss Portland and the rain, but leaving Kate and the cats is one of the hardest things I've had to do. I've never had so much physical touch as I did in Portland. I've never had cuddly friends, no one touched me. One major lesson I learned was not every one wants something from me, and by something I mean sex. It was really fucking nice. And now I'm gonna go a month with not even a hug :-( More when I know more.</content>
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    <title>Shout out to the universe</title>
    <published>2007-12-03T21:37:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T21:37:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I'm really not the most material person in the world. I tend to end up with stuff, but I don't really spend money except on my tech gadgets like my phone. But that's for business. So I feel a bit odd about posting this, but it's how I feel so I need to throw it out into the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of not having a home. I don't feel like I've had one since I was 17 and lived in Warsaw. Since then I've lived in six apartments and one hotel. That's moving on average at least once a year. Although it was actually moving more than once a year and I just happened to stay in one place for two. Anyhoo, Kate (Jay's actual name that's she's gone back to using) and I are moving again, and within a year I would like to obtain the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A one bedroom apartment in an area where I won't get shot except by complete fluke reasoning. This means we'd be less likely to move after the lease is up. I do not want to live in a studio again. I just don't. I like the seperation between bedroom and living space. Two people and two cats are not meant to live in anything smaller than a one bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A bed, not just a matress on the floor, but an actual bed, with sheets and matching blankets...not the sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A dresser so our socks and underwear won't have to live in a tuperware tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A couch or loveseat. I'm not picky, but I'd like to stop sitting on the floor. I love Kate, but she's afraid of scary movies or anything with suspense, it would be nice to be able to hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A wine rack, because we drink enough of the stuff that I feel trashy with five bottles in the fridge and others on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*An elliptical machine, because it's the one piece of exercise equipment that I enjoy using and I'm seriously out of shape. I don't care that I'm thinner now, I swear I got winded walking home from the autoshop today and it was just down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Curtains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ideally I'd be able to paint the apartment so everything matches, but this is not absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And last but not least, I want a job that I can work graveyard shift, and then a second job that's primarily in the evening so I can audition at a moment's notice during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my wish list. Hopefully I'll get lucky and be able to have some of it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:12285</id>
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    <title>Somehow we get there..</title>
    <published>2007-11-28T01:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-28T01:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took a huge step today, I called about employment in LA. Kate and I were discussing last night that we may have to stay here longer, but I don't think I'll be able to find a job, and I know that it's better for me to find a crappy job in LA until the strike is over, than to wait here and move back after the strike is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called my producer friend who was gonna hook me up with a job, and she told me things were looking bleak and waiting until January might be the best bet for me. But she also mentioned me to a friend, and gave me her number so I could introduce myself and let her know I'm interested in work after the strike. Then I did the thing I never thought I'd do, I called Borders and asked if they would take me back. Borders is not in an area I want to live, nor is it a place I really want to work, but it'll be some money coming in and it'll enable me to feel slightly more secure with going back because I don't have the ideal amount of money saved to go back and take time to find a place to live and the "perfect" job. So I'll work at Borders, which is nowhere near where I'll be staying, and I'll at least be able to say on apartment application that I'm employed, and that my partner is employed and she's in Oregon working and wasn't going to come down until I had a job so one of us would be working at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared and all I can do is pray that it'll be alright. And it will be, because there's no other alternative that I'll accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers/good thoughts are always appreciated.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-11-19T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T21:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T21:05:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Erin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That amount of Sangria is not your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Liver</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-11-17T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-17T08:50:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-17T08:50:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been perusing myspace lately and noticing the large amount of women I went to highschool with that have kids now or are currently pregnant. It's kinda setting something off in me and I don't exactly like being in wedding/baby mode. I need someone to come kick my ass off the interwebs so I stop looking at engagement rings! *screams in frustration*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:11236</id>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-11-13T10:55:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T17:58:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T17:58:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tis the season for new headshots and I'd really appreciate some input from those that know me. What "type" do you see me as? If you were watching tv, what person would I be playing? Would be I be the angry teenager? Dorky labrat? All around idiotic but funny neighbor? I know how I see myself, but it's better to go based on how others see me. Thanks!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:10312</id>
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    <title>Fun Things To Do With A CrockPot</title>
    <published>2007-10-15T23:54:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-15T23:58:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Make a nice stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Create a lovely bread pudding that tastes more like french toast, but still tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Light the thing on fire when you accidentally turn and leave the back burner on instead of the front when you're trying to boil some water for pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first kitchen fire. Luckily the cats were already in the back so I was able to lock them up quickly and put out the fire. I'd never used an extinguisher before. Damn things are messy! I feel like the powder is everywhere and I worry that the cats might injest some of it even though I did my best to wash it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd only used the crockpot once, to make bread pudding which now that I think about it, is still in my fridge and has been there for nearly a month. Ah well. One less thing to take back to LA I suppose :-)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:10153</id>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-10-12T00:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-12T07:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-12T07:58:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jay and I are moving back to LA next month. It was decided last night after a lecture by a director of the last movie I was in. Details to come when I'm not quite so tired. I'm nervous, scared, but I know I need to do this.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Progress</title>
    <published>2007-10-05T04:48:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-05T04:48:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I was watching Ugly Betty for the first time. Not terribly impressed. I expected more out of a show that swept the Emmys the way it did. Perhaps it's really been that long since I watched tv and now there's nothing good on. The thought alone scares me so I'm not gonna think about it. My main beef about watching Ugly Betty in the first place is that they took a perfectly gorgeous actor and made her "ugly". I'm sure there's plenty of SAG-willing actors running around Hollywood who are a size ten, don't wax their eyebrows and have braces. Whatever, that's not the point. For once this is not a bitterness induced post about someone that's getting paid to do what I want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was googling America Ferrera and noticed that she's kinda starting to join the Lollypop Guild. Slowly. Very Slowly. For those of you who don't know what I'm referring to, it's when an actor's head gets bigger than their body like a lollypop. Enter the Wizard of Oz music. She's down to a size six. Looks great, but still, I can't help but wonder how low she'll go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever. This still isn't the point. The point is I had typed in my google search bar "what size is Anmerica Ferrera" and when I turned on my computer today it was still there and the first thing that popped into my head was "Who cares? It doesn't matter because you are not America Ferrera. You are Erin Campbell." WTF? The voice in my head doesn't often say things like that. Because it wasn't a "you are Erin Campbell, not a famous actor and you're fat and if you cut some more crap out of your diet you'll lose weight faster and therefore you'll have succuess and be rich and famous and live happily ever after." No!!! It was a "You are Erin Campbell and people are going to love you as you are. Your opportunity is coming because you're starting to love yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting better. :-)</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-09-24T13:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T20:04:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-24T20:04:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HOLY SHIT!!!! I just made something with tofu *a food I previously hated almost more than anything else* and it rocks my little socks off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vegweb.com/index.php?topic=14074.0"&gt;http://vegweb.com/index.php?topic=14074.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw it on a tortilla and *drools Homer style* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to share that with the world.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:8816</id>
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    <title>shameless plug and begging</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T05:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T05:07:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay I'm beggin ya'll to do this because this project is very important to me. So important that I'm flying to LA to see it through this festival. Read the thingy and plllleeeeasssse do what it says. I'm begging you. Let me add that if you have to sign up for B-Side, they won't send you email. I'm not sure if you have to or not but the only email I've gotten from them is when I lost my password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a review if you want to read what's been said about this film: &lt;a href="http://www.cinemawithoutborders.com/news/126/ARTICLE/1325/2007-07-24.html"&gt;http://www.cinemawithoutborders.com/news/126/ARTICLE/1325/2007-07-24.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a clip of me...cause I'm a whore &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1357511480"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1357511480&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys and Gals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the situation...we have several distributors that have expressed interest in our film and WILL BE at this show because it's close. This is a GREAT opportunity for us to try and sell it. We also really need to create a buzz in the festival world since we don't know anyone in it to get us in bigger festivals and the ONLY way we can do this is by creating awareness of us in the B-side community (which is what other festivals look at).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all are getting this email because you haven't signed in to B-side and put this event&lt;br /&gt;on your calendar. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU CAN'T MAKE IT. What matters is if we&lt;br /&gt;look like we're creating a buzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 10 days and the next four Leigh has been emailing / sending all the GREAT press we've been receiving to a targeted list of distributors and has been getting favorable responses. What I'm asking you, is a favor to please do this in the next day or so. If you don't mind, have a friend or two do it as well. Thanks again! Please follow the directions&lt;br /&gt;below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Do This Thing&lt;br /&gt;Linda Palmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK THIS LINK and follow the directions below: &lt;a href="http://valleyfilmfest.bside.com/"&gt;http://valleyfilmfest.bside.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply click on THE WEDDING VIDEO link on the bside web page and it will take you to our page. Here you can see the trailer and a small slide show. Just clicking on this link will add a 'view' (very cool...very cool)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing we need you to do is add this to your calendar. You will notice it says 'Click to Add to Calendar' and there is a calendar symbol with a green plus sign in it. This is not the place to click. Look for this same symbol a little below, next to '7:30 PM - El Portal Theatre and click on the symbol there. You may be required to register on the site, it's free and easy and we need you to do this so that after the screening you can go back to this site and give our little movie 5 stars!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please add this to your festival calendar and hopefully, we will see you at the screening!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bonafidesully:8676</id>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-09-03T13:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-03T20:18:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-03T20:18:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm a bad parent. So I hear a big crash and then silence. My first thought is one of the cats fell, snapped something, and is dead. I don't go investigate. I continue to watch bad American Idol auditions on Youtube cause I'm addicted. A little while later I happen to look up and see a shadow across the window. Mind you I live on the second floor so technically nothing should be moving across the window. Turns out the cats knocked out the screen and Kelpie was outside looking terrified, walking along the small ledge and Nerf blocked the window. I can almost imagine that Nerf was sitting there batting at him every time he tried to get back into the apartment. *sigh* Damn Youtube. What if would've fallen? I'd never forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach yesterday. Didn't really enjoy myself. It just made me miss California cause it was so fucking cold. Jay and I ended up eating at some swanky place that had velour seats. Which rocked my socks. Came home, got shit faced and played drunken scrabble and Blizzard of 77. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have a weird static noise in my left ear. It's been like that for three days. It doesn't hurt, but it's annoying. I'm falling apart. That's all. I'm boring. Now more Youtube!</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-08-31T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T04:37:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T04:37:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thankies for the birthday wishes :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up peeing in an apple juice container with a pack n piss. It wasn't so bad :-p I reaaalllly hadda pee and didn't think I'd make it to work, and I was just gonna go piss in my bathtub but when I walked into the bathroom I could see the plumber through the floor. So the apple juice container won. Good times :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am tired and  happy cause I have plans to go to the beach this weekend. If anyone wants to reccomend a certain spot or a good fish n chips place I'd love to hear it.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-08-31T11:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T18:20:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T18:20:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Birthday to me, I neeeed to peeee. But I can't cause they ripped out my fucking toilet, so I'm gonna go in to work, just so I can pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say it right it makes a pretty little song. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off cause it'll take an hour to get to work. And if you couldn't tell, I need to pee. Let's just pray I'm allowed to leave the plumber cause I don't want to stay here, cause then I'll have to start contemplating how to pee in my bedroom. I believe it involves a pack n piss and a water jug...but I really don't want to go there.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-08-24T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T18:33:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T18:33:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I never thought I'd be so happy to be shouting these words: I'M GOING BACK TO LA!!! Just for a quick vacation, but it's to see my last movie in it's first film festival. And I get to see my bestest friend and have midnight margaritas...and and...*squeeeeee* Plus we got this kick ass review: &lt;a href="http://www.cinemawithoutborders.com/news/126/ARTICLE/1325/2007-07-24.html"&gt;http://www.cinemawithoutborders.com/news/126/ARTICLE/1325/2007-07-24.html&lt;/a&gt; It basically says our movie rocks and that it could be even better and they hope to see it in a sequel. Yeah, sequel. Not even in the context of "they should've done this", but in the lines of "we want more". Not even sure my character would be in the sequel. But hell I was mentioned in the article, which kinda makes me happy. *My name's Erin Campbell btw :-p* Happy happy happy. And when I get back from LA I'm gonna work my little ass off to get some money saved and them I'm going back. The slump is officially over.</content>
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    <title>bonafidesully @ 2007-08-20T10:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T17:17:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T17:17:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why is it that Broadway shows have to be so freakin expensive?! So it seems one show at a time comes to this city, and this month *right in time for my birthday* is Spamalot. But I can't justify $75 on a ticket...yet alone two so my g/f could come with me. Sooooo I won't find my grail :-( At least in NYC there's the beauty of student rush. Ah well, some other time perhaps?</content>
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