livejournal quotage.

__echoing @ 2004-07-30T17:46:00

2004-07-30T21:44:35Z

Just a quick update to thank(!) those of you that have offered to take over __echoing, and to let you know that I believe I have, in fact, found a new owner for the journal. However, I will be keeping each of you in mind in the event that that doesn't pan out for whatever reason. We shall see what happens!

In the meantime, stay tuned. :)

__echoing up for adoption:

2004-07-27T15:45:49Z

Would any of you possibly be interested in taking over here at __echoing? Quote submissions are very few & far between, and I simply do not have the kind of time that it takes to seek out & post worthy livejournal quotage myself. (Not to mention the faint guilt that is always hanging about in the back of my mind because I rarely update this thing.)

Interested candidates may comment here; if no one responds, then __echoing will most likely be deleted within a week or two. Otherwise, new ownership will be announced before then. :)

__echoing @ 2004-03-26T15:19:00

2004-03-30T19:20:33Z

and a lot of the tracks that play laughter are actually from maybe the 1950's so you're hearing dead people laugh.
another_ache

So, last night I had this dream that I was the mother from Little House on the Prairie, and I was crossing a river with my husband. Well the current was too fast, and the water was freezing. We were clinging to a log getting closer to a waterfall, then I hear a siren...and zombies started coming out of nowhere. Always with the fucking zombies.
i_got_id

One comment, made by the (gorgeous) Eva, is still making me laugh:
"You have hair like shampoo commercials... it's so shiny."

She kept expecting me to flip my hair, smile and start praising the active ingredients of Pantene Pro-V.
stelpa

I lost my sight for two days as the result of a hangover, influenza, and stress.

I was absolutely terrified. I only left my room to urinate and drink water from the bathroom faucet the first day. By the end of the second I was preparing to learn Braille and tell my parents.

I believe that life is better as a radio program. Everyone is beautiful when appearance is left to the imagination. Everything has potential when the next step can be in any direction. Every place is Brazil when the world smells like rain.

I'm thankful that even in the dark I'm still an optimist.
nicononstop

I think that the best thing about a baby, is when she grips your finger with her tiny hands. A baby's fingernails break my heart.
neco

tonight i have decided to sleep with the curtains open because the street lamps create artificial moonlight. also, there is one star to be seen in the entire night sky outside of my room. i figure if there is only one to watch, i may as well be certain it does not fall.
mostly

__echoing @ 2004-02-27T19:03:00

2004-02-28T03:56:40Z

I went to Target earlier. They had these really cute dresses. The sign by the dresses let me know that they were, in fact, "Feminine dresses." It's always so embarassing when you go in for a feminine dress and end up with a masculine dress.
angelicate

i asked: where are my slick rain wellies & black wedges with hearts on the toes? everyone else has such pretty shoes, why not me, god? & god replied: because of all the premarital sex & consumption of bacon! in retrospect i suppose it's a fair deal, especially the bacon.
oranges (via libellum)

After my confession of wanting to be a 'better person' two seperate cock whores rode my ass feeling they'd not get the brunt of my fury.
sinnocence (via anonymous)

So I went out to the store today and bought the Dr. Sholl's massaging gel insoles just so I could say I'm gellin' like a felon.
nicononstop

I think the only tongue language barrier is the teeth.
altern_active

when my fingernails get this long, everything begins to feel like the home shopping network. i sit in the backseat, turning my housekey. everything is on display. everything is. spectacular.
mostly

__echoing @ 2004-01-30T16:00:00

2004-01-30T21:09:41Z

Life has been nonstop. Even my chair has asked where the hell my spankable ass has been.
nicononstop

just now, when hotmail asked if i was sure i wanted to delete something, i was certain it read 'are you ok?' if this does not signal bedtime i do not know what would.
mostly

Dear Fucktard,

I hate you. Now please die (but move your goddamn car, first)!
_joi (via anonymous)

< ejp> fagbot: doot for Dan and Jolie
03:07 < fagbot> LET'S DO SONGS! LET'S MAKE PANCAKES! LET'S HAVE SEX! LET'S HAVE A PARADE!
madamjolie

The point of this photo is that both of these men have Elvis tattoos. Here they are activating their wonder-twin power which will open the mystic portal at graceland.
avphibes

there is a huntsman spider that haunts my shoer, the size of my palm and quite mad. i have named him mean mr mustard because of his bouts of ludicrous courage for, when i'm trying to usher him to safety before i turn on the showerhead, he decides to dive toward me straight out from the wall, motherfucking matrix style.
_kelvin

__echoing @ 2004-01-16T15:29:00

2004-01-16T00:28:32Z

I wanted to talk about the CIA but a tiny spider dropped from the ceiling and hung a few inches from my face. I flicked it away immediately, but not before it left me with a guilty idea. If I were a brave young spider trying to broker a peace deal with humanity, I would drop right down in front of a human's face to make it obvious I was trying to talk.
redliner

Before I woke up this morning, I dreamed that I had sex with Marlon Brando circa the 50's and then he was feeding me oranges. I can't help but think that this is a good omen for the day.
avphibes

my father is afraid of the number thirteen. also, multiples of thirteen. sometimes we set the television volume to twenty six, to torment him.
myonephonecall

I was in the mood to read fairy tales because we got some soap recently with something in it. It's that fancy see-through glycerin soap, and it has these weird bead things in the center of it. You can see them, but you can't touch them! You have to dig them out with a knife or wash yourself!

I told my best girl I bet they were fairy cocoons, and that after we had washed enough, the soap would disappear enough for them to be released and then two hot fairy chicks would be in the shower and they'd go to town on you. I mean use all that fairy shit they know!

So, I was like, "Race you to the shower!" and she was like, "Quit fucking around," and I was like, "To the showers! We haven't a moment to lose!" and she was like, "Just give me the soap, Cosmic Boy. I'm putting it away."
ravenface

any day is good in my book in which the roll of toilet paper that you're using runs out and upon reaching under the sink you discover that there are actually spare rolls for you to use.
perish

badsex (from the Netherlands) says: (happy new year ashy!)
fotsy (from Montreal) auto-message: catnaptrapped.
badsex says: it's already 2004 here, omg it's like timetravel
fotsy (via fotsy)

__echoing @ 2003-11-14T16:44:00

2003-11-15T17:44:35Z

Three week hiatus coming up! I will be away until December 3. Hence, I will be unable to hunt down quotes until after that time. However, you all can be fabulous and help out with getting the next entry up sooner by submitting, submitting, submitting! Simply comment with an amusing/interesting/touching quote from a public entry - and a link to that entry - and receive my undying love forever. (Quotes from locked entries will not be accepted without permission from the owner. If you submit a quote from a locked entry without permission from the owner, you will not be receiving my undying love forever.)

As stated in a previous entry, if you submit a quote and it is accepted, it will be displayed along with a credit link to your livejournal. If you would rather not be credited, please state so in your comment - which will be screened by default - or comment anonymously.

That said, on with the quotes!

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Last night on the news they announced that "Afghan women are now free to do things they've only been able to dream about for years!" The accompanying footage showed veiled women carrying huge bowls on their heads and washing laundry in a muddy river.
spoonfeeding

One time I was with my friend at a grocery store and this black guy who went to our school was the bag boy there. He was from Africa and his name was Jouko. After he placed the grocery bags (filled with puffy cheetos and paper towels!) in my trunk I was like, "Thanks, Jouko," and my friend breathed in harshly and stiffened because he thought I was making a racial slur. He thought I had read in one of my books that "Jouko" was an "African" word for "turd" or something.
ravenface

Last night Cordula arrived from London and we drank at some magical bar that let us sit out in front and smoke. But due to magical permit problems they had to serve our drinks in coffee cups so it'd appear that we were not drinking, merely enjoying a refreshing coffee beverage with a small red straw and a lemon.
stereolabrat

Go to work. Come home. Strip naked when you're not two feet in the door. Run around the house. Get changed into clothes that make you feel like you. Run around the house. Eat chocolate icing from the container.

Later. Drag a man to a talk on bisexuality and feminism and watch him squirm. Fall asleep in the bathtub. Have that man make sure that while you're sleeping, your feet don't get cold.
madamjolie (via anonymous)

after dinner tonight i thought i could stand to watch some porn. and if that does not make it a great day i do not know what does.
mostly

this is the last time i ask.

for opinions.

i mean i'm uncertain.

I MEAN I WOULD APPRECIATE. FEED, BACK? RESPONSES?

whatever i hate you all and read your loserjournal entries out loud in funny voices.
myonephonecall

__echoing @ 2003-10-24T16:37:00

2003-10-24T05:37:04Z

If I had a Komodo Dragon, I would make a saddle for it and ride it around. I would act high-falutin' and put on airs. People would say "That lady on the Komodo Dragon thinks she's the god-damned Queen of Sheba."
avphibes

I woke up in my man's bed this morning, and the first thing I heard upon waking was, "You looked more beautiful last night than any woman has ever looked." That's what you need to hear when you've still got crushed flowers pinned to your hair and mascara streaked across your face.
spoonfeeding

I just went to the bank and saw a woman yelling at an armored car. It was indescribably beautiful. The car was trying to park where she was standing, and she was yelling, "Go aroun'! Go the fuck aroun' me!" The guards inside the car were furious. They were like, "Move, white devil bitch! Get out the way!" Her face was all kinds of reds and pinks. I wanted to pollinate her.
ravenface

I was brushing my teeth last night, and as I was rinsing my mouth out, I saw this cockroach skitter across the sink. I freaked out and fucking spit out water all over the floor and myself.

The good news is that I drowned the motherfucker in my own spit, which is pretty metal. Ha ha ha, Annie wins.
stereolabrat

i do things like confuse new twix commercials on the radio with new exciting pop music. and i am sorely disappointed when they turn out to only be twix commercials.
mostly

i'm sorry if this sounds hopelessly shallow, but i am beyond sick of people heading out for the day dressed like they're going to the gym. don't get me wrong- i am all for casual. in high school, there was this one girl who wore hose and heels every single day without fail, and i still can't help but think she must have been a little insane. however, why the constant flip-flops and sweatpants? it's so depressing to have to look at all the time. why isn't life worth getting a little dressed up for anymore?
withfire

__echoing @ 2003-10-10T16:27:00

2003-10-10T20:45:44Z

Happening upon quote-worthy livejournals and lj entries is much much harder than one might think. However, you can help out and make me want to have your babies all at the same time; get the word out about __echoing! The more people that are aware, the more potential quoting material on the echoing friends list. As well, if you come across something quote-worthy, leave it in a comment! If accepted, it will be posted with (the usual links to the owner as well as) a credit to your livejournal. (However, if you'd rather not be credited, either inform me in your comment or comment anonymously. And remember: all comments are screened by default.)

That is all. Now get on it, people! :)

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After staying up until 6:00 AM to register my courses, the UofT server is down. I am tempering my rage by entering all of their error messages into the AOL Translator. It seems to be helping.

DA SYST3M IS V3RY BUSY AND W3 R HAVNG TROUBL3 SARVICNG THIS R3QU3ST!1!!1!!! OMG WTF PLZ TRY AGANE
laserninja

I was watching Army Of Darkness with Karenmeow today and I got an idea. The next time I go to a renaissance faire I'm going to dress up as Ash complete with a chainsaw on my arm and I'm going to go around and say to everyone "you want some of this?"
bunnyattack

Sometimes, when I forget to wash the shampoo out of my hair, leave the toaster oven on until the plastic gets all melty, forget to lock my car when it is parked across from the projects, or ASK THE GUY WHO DUMPED ME TWO WEEKS AGO IF HE WANTS TO HAVE A BEER, I think to myself, man it sucks to be A HUGE RETARD.
jenslinky

I do have a brilliant idea for a song though. You know that you say tomato and I say tomahto duet that Ella and Louis did? How sweet would it be to cover that but totally rock out my gangsta and be like, you say fo sheezy, I say fo shizzle; you say my nigga and I say my nizzle? Dood you better not steal my idea, this is pure plat right there.
stereolabrat

There's something hilarious about being a drunk babysitter to an even drunker 31 year old. Especially one who tries to steal magazines from newspaper stands but trips over his own feet on his first getaway step, only to pick himself up off the sidewalk excitedly and exclaim "That girl was totally checking me out! Did you see that!"
redliner

Glammy guy at work started a cover band called Mötley 2. Personally, I'd go with Mötley Töö. It's two dots motlier than the Crüe themselves.
comeinalone

__echoing @ 2003-10-03T18:00:00

2003-10-04T01:33:19Z

and the deepest, most urgent kind of love? it's as raw as fresh grief. it's my drug of choice. i'm talking about protection.
bloodoranges

in lethal weapon right after mel gibson kills the guy neck snapped with his legs or whatever and the bad dude says there aren't any heroes left in the world or something like that and riggs busts in and kicks ass saves the day? i think that's how i want to propose marriage someday.
myonephonecall

I have a fantasy that one day I'll meet someone who wants to do nothing more than lie on my body and hide me completely from all solar satellite stations.
teethteethteeth

and. i have met this glorious fat (as in, FAT) red cat in our garden this evening. i think he ate a couple of stars. there were some missing in the skies and i heard some roaring coming from his tummy.
snagt

I think everyone should make their legs fall asleep on purpose and then try to put on flip flops
hinkle

I just recieved a piece of spam with a subject line of "Are you happy?"

If my life were a movie, this would be where the dramatic music begins to swell, followed by a closeup of a single tear rolling down my cheek.
laserninja